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7 yrs ago
Current RPGuild keeps reminding me I have no friends
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7 yrs ago
GoT roleplay is up! roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
7 yrs ago
Making a GoT roleplay if you're into that.
7 yrs ago
SCP RP, that is.
7 yrs ago
I'm thinking about making an SCP If anyone is interested in that sort of thing. I have two different ideas that I can flesh out if it gets interest.

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@Royaletutor59
As am I.
Dmitri, the Holy Shield

@Lucius Cypher@Royaletutor59@Elevation
As the group stood contemplating, an Orc walked over and took action for them. As he handed a bedroll to one of the other men there, he instructed them on what to do. "Lay the man onto the bedroll, and we can carry him into the temple safely. Be quick! He'll bleed to death out here, but at least he might survive if he's taken inside." Dmitri turned to El, smiling brightly. "It appears the man shall live. Thanks to his help." Dmitri observed, nodding to the Orc. "It was fortunate he came." Dmitri's smile faded. "Unfortunately, most others? Not so lucky. It pains me to see City of Bridges in such a state.” He pondered his encounter with Elithiana. “At least something good came of this encounter." He said, looking at her.

The people of this land seemed to be kind. It would be nice to visit this land when he next got a break. It was much warmer than home, and there were many different kinds of scenery. He did like Praele. Life was...unforgiving, but it was home. However, the idea of clear skies, and a sun not obscured by clouds was almost too good to pass up. It was one of the reasons he accepted the assignment given to him. And who knew? Maybe once he was too old for fighting, he could hang up his armor, travel here, and relax for the rest of his life. Maybe even settle down with a nice woman. He smiled yet again, getting caught up in the fantasy.




@Godlikeblade

Lemme know if there's anything I should change.

Dmitri, The Holy Shield




Dmitri stood at the ready, when a voice rang out. "Hey tin can, the fighting here is long over." Before Dmitri could get another word in, the man spoke again. "Why don’t you make yourself useful and help this poor woman trying to bring these two injured men to the cathedral." Dmitri felt foolish, like a skittish child who had been told a scary story. He looked down and shuffled his feet as the man offered to help the woman.

Dmitri started to step away when the woman smiled at him and addressed him. Dmitri quickly sheathed his weapon once more. "Yes...I am on edge. My apologies. Being in this land for long has...changed my mind, perhaps." He took off his helmet, hanging its chin strap on a hook on his belt. Dmitri smiled at the woman. "My name is Dmitri. I come from Praele. The Order of Chemjir sent me to persecute criminals who have fled our land. I am no tin can, as this man says. I am great warrior. And I am deeply sorry for being so unfriendly. It was my job to end our negative reputation, when I fear I have only deepened it."

He kneeled down, addressing both parties. "You have my thanks for being so forgiving." He stood up quickly, again towering over the helpers. "Now, as a token of friendship, let me to carry the man. I may need some help, as this," He gestured to his shield with his free hand. "Occupies part of my strength." Dmitri walked over to the prone man, getting a better look at him. "From looks of it, we need to hurry." Dmitri inspected the man, growing increasingly worried. His seemed to be in critical condition, and his wound looked near fatal. He could only hope that hefting the man would not worsen his pain. Dmitri hated to be wasting time for this poor man, but he needed to be smart about transporting the man if he didn't want to kill him.
@Royaletutor59

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Dmitri, the Holy Shield


Now wandering through the city, Dmitri once again was alone. He could only hope that the Captain would find him again at the Chapel, but until that moment he had to act. Dmitri had never been a patient person, and that certainly wasn't changing today. He roamed the street searching for citizens who weren't too late to save. However, it seemed other rescue teams had cleared this area. Dmitri was left alone to himself. It wasn't long before the silence of the city streets began to unnerve him, and so he took to singing an old Praelean tune.*

"Вы, кто борется со злом
Поднимитесь на вызов мужчин
Ты должен быть смертельным
Если вы хотите, чтобы подлость закончилась!"

As he started to drift back towards the Chapel, he came across a woman near an unconscious man. He did not yet know her intentions, and so he drew his sword-spear, this time not for show. "Prasteete! Hold there. Step from injured man." As he got a closer look through the visor of his helm, he realized that the woman was either an elf or something not far from it. "What is meaning...no...intention. What is intention with that man?" He slowly stepped closer to the woman, shield held up. "I do not wish to harm, but I will if I must."

*Translation:

Ye who fight the evil
Rise to the challenge of men
Thou must be lethal
If you want the villainy to end!
I don’t really know what to do with Dmitri so if anyone has any ideas just let me know.
@Ladypug

Added an outline of my ideas to the doc.
@Ladypug

So, are you still up for a collab? If we did a collab, we could decide together how Cassius decides to interact with Dmitri.
@Polybius

I know I just got to this, so my opinion may not be as well-informed, but I vote flashback. I can at least flesh out Dmitri.
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