@DawnscrollNo, gosh no. There's no blame. Nobody should feel guilty for consistent and creative posts. I just want my NPCs to be able to react before the subject changes again.
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1. I'm in school to become a physical therapist assistant! (Did it!)
2. I will quit any roleplay that has been inactive IC for one month for any reason. I've been in too many Schrodinger's RP's and I'm not doing that anymore.
2. I will quit any roleplay that has been inactive IC for one month for any reason. I've been in too many Schrodinger's RP's and I'm not doing that anymore.
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Hey guys, a have a big favor to ask of you. I have a big post I want to write, but I'm much too tired and mentally fried to do it now. Would you mind limiting your IC posts for a bit? You can post if you think it's important, but please no more than one smallish post per person. I'll do everything in my power to post by tomorrow afternoon. Thanks, and sorry I have to resort to this.
Good lord. I told you you could throw P-Z, not destroy the poor thing! XD
Good thing its programming doesn't include feeling pain.
EDIT: Actually, @Dawnscroll, I do have a legitimate problem with your post. You changed the place I said P-Z was aiming for. It wouldn't do that. If you want to add something about Lucas thinking it aimed for his head, that would be okay.
Good thing its programming doesn't include feeling pain.
EDIT: Actually, @Dawnscroll, I do have a legitimate problem with your post. You changed the place I said P-Z was aiming for. It wouldn't do that. If you want to add something about Lucas thinking it aimed for his head, that would be okay.
RIP Ritzy Raichu. We hardly knew ye.
"...*ahem* Yes, of course," Mayor Mayer uttered, strategically (or perhaps sacrificially) sliding closer to Rebeca so he would be between the women. He seemed to be growing uncomfortable with all this conflict. He already dealt with enough of that in his political role; couldn't the poor man have just evening of peace?
As for Justine, she silently appreciated the tension. It provided a great opportunity to gauge the true, gloves-off nature of each avatar.
Then, a Hitmonlee with sunglasses and a bow tie arrived on the scene.
A Hitmonlee with sunglasses and a bow tie. Perhaps this level of precaution was a little over the top, but with all the drama that had taken place so far this evening, the kitchen staff didn't want to take any chances. Thus, a Hitmonlee with sunglasses and a bow tie carried a sizzling plate of hellfire. The spicy odor wafting from bumpy red strips was enough to sting the eyes, nose, mouth, and perhaps even ears of anyone within ten feet of the accursed platter. Though he was fortunate to be missing most of those body parts, the Hitmonlee's sunglasses were not a strong enough protection, and a stream of tears rolled down the Pokemon's face. The Hitmonlee went far around the avatars' table and placed the dish on a nearby table behind Rebeca. Then it dashed away as quickly as possible. Unbeknownst to the avatars, that Hitmonlee and its trainer would soon receive a nice cash reward for his act of courage.
Seconds later, a waitress brought Alain's meal. Oddly, it wasn't the waitress that had been serving the group earlier. Before she left, the redhead gave Rebeca a nervous frown and handed her a release of liability waiver.
As for Justine, she silently appreciated the tension. It provided a great opportunity to gauge the true, gloves-off nature of each avatar.
Then, a Hitmonlee with sunglasses and a bow tie arrived on the scene.
A Hitmonlee with sunglasses and a bow tie. Perhaps this level of precaution was a little over the top, but with all the drama that had taken place so far this evening, the kitchen staff didn't want to take any chances. Thus, a Hitmonlee with sunglasses and a bow tie carried a sizzling plate of hellfire. The spicy odor wafting from bumpy red strips was enough to sting the eyes, nose, mouth, and perhaps even ears of anyone within ten feet of the accursed platter. Though he was fortunate to be missing most of those body parts, the Hitmonlee's sunglasses were not a strong enough protection, and a stream of tears rolled down the Pokemon's face. The Hitmonlee went far around the avatars' table and placed the dish on a nearby table behind Rebeca. Then it dashed away as quickly as possible. Unbeknownst to the avatars, that Hitmonlee and its trainer would soon receive a nice cash reward for his act of courage.
Seconds later, a waitress brought Alain's meal. Oddly, it wasn't the waitress that had been serving the group earlier. Before she left, the redhead gave Rebeca a nervous frown and handed her a release of liability waiver.
Meanwhile, in circle number 2, someone might be getting a mullet.
In that case, I'll leave you with this: google.com/search?q=giratina+cupcakes&..
Sorry I haven't posted or PMd in a while. I've had my mind on getting a job. I'll catch up on everything tomorrow night at the latest.
@Leos KlienOh don't worry, I have plans.
Oops, I forgot to remind Chimera that the door was still sealed shut by gems. Um. I guess her Sableye ate them.
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