[OOC] Log Horizon

[Stitches]

Hey, don't worry about it! None of us are judging you at all. tbh, my style of writing is in no way good enough for Advanced - and between you and me, Casual's where it's really at anyways.

[Phantomlink959]

I know that, advanced is dull as fuck

[Lennon79]

Tried advanced once; got laughed at for only posting 5 paragraphs that took me two hours to type... Never again.
My second post there was about average for me; couple of hundred words, about two paragraphs. Any more is wasted when there's interaction going on.

/edit We might have to get our chars back outside in the next few posts, to give Skylar and Hydra a chance. Unless Kiyomi opens the guild hall to all players and sets up a recruitment banner outside?

/editedit Also, I'm reading all of Erebus' lines in Nyanta's voice XD It just fits.

[Phantomlink959]

loosely based on nyanta, but more unstable, he mmay or may not have the occasional minor breakdown.

[Lennon79]

Random change of subject, but oh fuck, I'm dying here XD I can't breatheeeee...

Fo

As da thug strutted, Ragnar could feel tha alcatronic fugue slowly fadin from his crazy-ass mind. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! As it did, da perved-out muthafucka slowly came ta doubt his own conclusions as ta tha nature of dis ghetto. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass... Many of tha playas he passed, playas he guessed, had passed tha panic stage n' could be found hidin theyselves away up in alleyways, overcome wit a sense of fear dat Ragnar his dirty ass had let ta find. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Nevertheless da thug was slowly takin tha thang mo' seriously n' dwellin on tha implications. Da voice chat was still on up in tha background, Erebus' n' Chiharuz calm voices givin his ass some degree of reassurance; whoz ass knew how tha fuck long dat would last though... 'Evenin Erebus. I be bout ta gotz a mint chronic if you've gots some. Dogg knows I need ta clear mah head...' One thang dat schmoooove muthafucka had always appreciated bout tha werecat was his bangin respectfulness; up in real game dat schmoooove muthafucka had never been treated ta honourifics, so appreciated tha gesture, even if he avoided reciprocating.

'I be bout ta head over now; shouldn't be much longer than half minute from here.' Aside from tha odd squeal from Chiharu, tha voice chat went silent fo' some time until Erebus disconnected. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! This type'a shiznit happens all tha time. Well shiiiit, it didn't particularly bother Ragnar but dat schmoooove muthafucka had cut Chiharu off mid sentence, if unintentionally. For tha moment da ruffneck decided ta keep his thugged-out lil' peace, stiflin a cold-ass lil chuckle as tha hoe yelled at one of mah thugs; constant voice chat would be handy yo, but could lead ta some like random moments fo' realz. After a while tha street opened up tha fuck into a wide arcade, apparently modelled off one of tha real Akihabaraz main streets, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Hustlin stalls lined both curbs n' ahead stood a monolithic structure, tha Guild Hall. Inside was tha Lotus Warriorz private hall, tha closest thang tha three of dem had ta a home. Ragnar paused, takin a moment ta survey tha area n' observe tha other playas... Da air was still thick wit depression yo, but here n' there crews was formin n' spirits lifting; like given time, tha population of Akiba would adjust ta they freshly smoked up lives. Well shiiiit, it was... heartenin up in a odd way.

Thinkin of adjusting, it occurred ta Ragnar dat dat schmoooove muthafucka hadn't taken a phat peep his wild lil' fuckin shit. Da armour dat schmoooove muthafucka had had equipped when last playin was tha dopest dat schmoooove muthafucka had n' tha weapons by far his wild lil' favourite; they high speed auto-battle n' chain bonuses suited his thugged-out lil' play steez perfectly yo. Dude drew dem up in a single smooth movement, ta his surprise; havin never used any form of weapon up in real game, dat schmoooove muthafucka had sposed ta fuckin drop tha damn thangs.. yo. Dude took a experimenstrual swin n' found his dirty ass naturally pirouettin tha fuck into a second battle wit his other axe; Ragnar just went wit tha flow fo' all dem minutes, allowin his body ta flow as it wished. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Somehow da thug was able ta strang together a long-ass stream of attacks up in a surprisingly elegant combo, just like tha auto-battle from tha game. Must be tha game system helpin me fight, he mused, examinin tha blades thoughtfully yo. Dude doubted his schmoooove ass could have managed it otherwise.

A lil' small-ass sound broke his ass outta his bangin reverie, almost imperceptible over tha hubbub of tha market. Ragnar cast bout up in mad drama, wonderin if dat schmoooove muthafucka had misheard dat shit... but da thug was shizzle dat there was a cold-ass lil bustin up like a biatch lil pimp round somewhere, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. Dat shiznit was only when Chiharuz stutterin voice came all up in tha voice chat dat he realised his crazy-ass mistake. 'Yeah I be here, just outside. I be bout ta be right up...' Dude still wasn't shizzle of tha ghetto round his ass n' had a thugged-out dozen theories da thug wanted ta test yo, but a gangbangin' playa up in need took prioritizzle over his own curiosity. Ragnar stowed his weapons n' jogged tha fuck into tha big-ass guild building, eventually findin tha right door fo' his wild lil' freakadelic guildz hall fo' realz. As da perved-out muthafucka stepped in, tha scent of Erebus' chronic wafted past n' somehow dat both warmed n' chilled his muthafuckin ass... Da implications was worrying. Regardless da perved-out muthafucka stowed dat thought n' headed in, his fuckin leather boots discarded untidily by tha entrance, stridin tha fuck into tha main room wit a apologetic air. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. 'Awwww shiiiit muthafucka, I'm, uh... a lil' bit late. I gots carried away with... stuff...' His guildmates was easy as fuck ta recognise, even if da thug was used ta dem bein represented by pixellated figures; Chiharuz signature impractical armour n' Erebus' glarin catnizz was distinct enough cause I gots dem finger-lickin' chickens wit tha siz-auce yo. However while tha latter was actin his dirty ass, they Guildmasta just looked like a gangbangin' frightened lil girl... not a thang Ragnar had much experience dealin wit yo. Dude removed his wild lil' fur shawl n' awkwardly laid it over her shoulders, givin his dopest attempt at a sympathetic smile. 'I'd ask if you was aiiight yo, but dat would a thugged-out dumb question...' Ragnar turned ta Erebus, lookin tha other playa up n' down. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. 'Yo ass seem ta be takin dis well mate. Might be up in tha minority, judgin by tha vibe outside...'

[Phantomlink959]

you have WAY too much time, dude.

[Stitches]

OH GOD

I CAN'T

"'I be bout ta head over now; shouldn't be much longer than half minute from here.' Aside from tha odd squeal from Chiharu, tha voice chat went silent fo' some time until Erebus disconnected. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! This type'a shiznit happens all tha time. Well shiiiit, it didn't particularly bother Ragnar but dat schmoooove muthafucka had cut Chiharu off mid sentence, if unintentionally. For tha moment da ruffneck decided ta keep his thugged-out lil' peace, stiflin a cold-ass lil chuckle as tha hoe yelled at one of mah thugs; "

It's the "cold-ass lil chuckle" that gets me EVERY TIME

I'm going to try and post, with what little air I have left in my lungs, oh god...that was brilliant.

[Lennon79]

Today's hilarity courtesy of Gizoogle.

[Stitches]

...I wonder if Hydra or Skylar are still about. We can't really do anything unless Hydra updates the OP and posts, or Skylar says he's in the tavern.

[Skylar]

Yes, I'm online! Just a little hard to keep up in an RP without E-mail notifications. Post at tavern coming up soon!

[Hydra]

Yes i am here just made a post at the Tavren. I should be more active now that i have some free time this week. I am really sorry Real life sucks lol

[Phantomlink959]

the lotus warriors guild isn't advertising just yet

[Hydra]

edited took it out

[Stitches]

Posted! In which Kiyomi starts smooching her way up to getting Recca and Claus into her guild xD

[Hydra]

I seen that! You Naughty guild master you.

[Lennon79]

A good ol' fashioned big damn heroes moment eh... Ragnar will have to throw a dampener on that with his low level XD

[Phantomlink959]

posted Erebus getting his teamwork on.

[Lennon79]

I'll get a reply up tomorrow; early morning, so I cannae afford to stay up too late.

/edit Yo ass gotta admire tha catz balls.

[Phantomlink959]

nut up or shut up, bitches.

(we gonna bring in more players or do we need someone to play two?)

[Phantomlink959]

by which i mean:
Race: Human
Character Name:Tetsu no Kami
Class:Guardian
Sub-Class:Blacksmith
Appearance:
tall and large framed (~7'6" with a shoulder span of over 3 feet) like a living wall: he has no hair on his head and deep, dark green eyes, nearly black in color, with hundreds of tiny scars on his face. he wears armor purely for function, wielding the highest level production grade armor, equal to phantasmal-class.
Bio:
A clerk at a small conveniance store on the outskirts of tokyo, near the mountains; Dai grew up in an orphanage until he was adopted at the age of 10 by an elderly couple who had lost their only child at a young age many years prior. He was 20 years old when his adoptive father died peacefully in the night. His mother, around the same age, voluntarily entered a home for the elderly; however, when he discovered the home was mistreating patients, he murdered the lead caretaker. Unable to escape in time, he was taken into custody and spent the next five years in a mental hospital. During his prison stay, he ran afoul of a fellow patient, who used a scrap of metal to mutilate his face. In light of this
event, he was declared to now be mentally sound, and released to care for his aging mother. upon her passing, he moved into a
small apartment and spent his inheritance to live on, taking up a day job to alleviate boredom. it was then that he began playing
Elder Tale, reaching the level cap for both primary and sub-class in a record-breaking 3 months.
Personality:
Rude and blunt, but with a mysterious soft spot, being the nicest person you will ever meet should you find yourself within this isolated group.
Other:
"Royal guard impaling shield" production-class shield with the unique trait of being equipable as a weapon, made using "royal seal", "heart of ironscale dragon", "hide of ironscale dragon", and "blood of volcano god" legion raid requiring materials
.
"armor of granite" production-class armor boasting the highest defense in the game at cost of drastically lowering MP. made using "remains of mountain lord"

"war shield of titan vanguard" phantasmal-class shield that has the appearance of a plain grey tower-shield. boosts range of guardian class moves such as "anchor howl". acquired from raid "storming Olympus"