Honestly, any more addition to Groxes BS meter might fry his brain. Right now he jsut has an execuse to murder an elf in addition to a spider.
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Loves Teddy Bears｜Twenty Something｜Can't Speak Russian｜Is Potat
THE MORE AWESOMEST POTATO:
Let me properly introduce myself. I am Sir Spud the Fourth, and I have been a potato for the longest time ever. I never denied it to be completely honest, but it is only recently that I embraced it. Now I have evolved from a simple couch potato to a fully grown royal potato. A dapper kawaii potato. And I dare say, knowing that you are a spud, makes life a lot easier. Just chill and let everyone else care about all their meaningless things because at the end of the day you'll know: chilling is the way to go.
I try to spend minimal effort on things that I don't care about, and procrastination might as well be my middle name. But that doesn't mean I ONLY rest. Sometimes a 'tato gotta do what a 'tato gotta do. And if that something happens to be things I like, then you cannot find anyone better than me. I am an omnipotent being capable of virtually any task to a limited degree, and I am not shy to admit it. I may not be the MOST AWESOMEST in a thing, but I am sure as hell MORE AWESOMEST than most people are at everything. But hey, I'm not here to brag, even if I am probabaly better at it than you
THE DREAMER:
All those nights laying in my couch, I thought about the cool shit that I cannot do. That I cannot see. But I pictured them in front of myself like they were real, and that infuraited me. Then I found the Guild, and I lived happily after. I have been on the site for 2 years now, and I have seen many RPs, and played with many people. I wish I have found the site earlier, but I am glad that I've even found it. Now all those fantasies can be written down and my mind can rest at ease at night, without being constantly troubled by ideas.
When I RP, I love myself some good Sci-Fi or Fantasy. But hey I am filthy casual, I can go for anything with an interesting setting. I don't trouble myself on small details if the plot is good, but if you get somwthing wrong you can expect me to tell you about it. Some even go as far as to think that I am angry or something, but I am too chill for that. If anything I'm more of the funny type, so you can expect me to try and write some shitty jokes or post memes I found on the internet. Anyways, you'll see what I mean when we RP together.
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Used to be something else here, but I'm happy to say that it's replaced because of a positive change. I now work as a full-time 3D artist in the animation industry, churning out shot after shot for some of your favorite game intros and trailers. Can't say anything about them before you even ask, and even though I'm still new to the industry I love it and I already know that this will be my passion for a long time. So hopefully in a few years I'll have a proud portfolio of animations that were done by yours truly that I can show off to all the lovely people of the guild.
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Now I may have hobbies like the above mentioned, but there are some more things that I love in life. Here is a handy list of things you can always talk about with me:
- Gaming: This one I am quite proud of, I'm a serious gamer with capital G. Not as much time for it nowadays, but still true.
- Music: All kinds of electronic music, but I am a sucker for Queen and Powerwolf. Or Breakbot... anything music.
- Anime: We all have an Otaku in us, but it's bigger for some people. For me it's just big enough.
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Be chill folks, getting fed up about stuff is a recipe for disaster. You gotta learn to be patient and let things go, or you'll end up a wrinkly old man/woman with only bad memories about life. Even if you do fuck-all every day, you can live a content life by taking things easy. With that said, as always, stay safe and stay classy.
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@Banana
I furiously swung my axe, not aim at the spider.
Sigh.
I fear that the bullshit train of weird WTFs is chugging even faster to BS town. This is the time I regret not accepting a dragon lady in maid uniform, because instead of that i have some weird one third elf, human, lanter and a spider monster whoe head is weirdly phallic shaped. I would not see this as a thing without any previous preparation of high level magic (those that allow transfusion and stuff) but if it's okay with KRIIIEG then I don't mind. Just don't say I didn't warn you when we will have one spider and pumpkin abomination less in the party. :P
I furiously swung my axe, not aim at the spider.
Sigh.
I fear that the bullshit train of weird WTFs is chugging even faster to BS town. This is the time I regret not accepting a dragon lady in maid uniform, because instead of that i have some weird one third elf, human, lanter and a spider monster whoe head is weirdly phallic shaped. I would not see this as a thing without any previous preparation of high level magic (those that allow transfusion and stuff) but if it's okay with KRIIIEG then I don't mind. Just don't say I didn't warn you when we will have one spider and pumpkin abomination less in the party. :P
@Banana
Jack o Lantern? From where? Amd why would your elf EVE4 stand in front of the axe? He'd know that this is the perfwct time to see what the spider can do. A drunken or can't hit shit.
There are so many things wrong on so many levels with your post XD
Jack o Lantern? From where? Amd why would your elf EVE4 stand in front of the axe? He'd know that this is the perfwct time to see what the spider can do. A drunken or can't hit shit.
There are so many things wrong on so many levels with your post XD
I just swing axe I guess
@Klomster Wish I could be so good at that lol
@Oraculum@Banana
After a hefty dozen of beer mugs, Grox was finally calming down. Until Stride, who he didn't notice so far, abruptly interrupted his ale consumage and whispered something to him. The words were jumbled and messy, either he was very drunk or he forgot something. A large amount of spit along with the few words reminded him of his companion's state. So he did forget something. Stride soon faded away again, but he wasn't the only thing fading away. This ale was stronger than the fungal ones back at home and it seemed like the whole bar was moving. He could snap out of it, but he rarely had a lighz mindset like this. So he finished the last mug of ale and looked behind him to see who the self proclaimed mage was talking to. And there it was. A giant spider. Of all thing it was a giant spider. The part of his brain shut down as he entered in shock. His mind was working hard to solve this state of freezing, but from the outside it was more an awkward stare, even for an ork. Then the shock became fear, and fear became anger. Ge clenched his fists and turned back to the bartender anxiously "Ale fo me ye git!"
With another few mugs of ale the fear levuated, leaving only the anger. The more this chat progressed the more he wanted to break every bone of this creature. Not even a proper spider but some weird abomination. Grox shrugged as he thought of that thing. So it came naturally that after one last sip, amd listening to the boasting of this "elaborate" arachnid he grabbed his mug and threw it towards the spider. Then the stool he was sitting on in a rapid succession. "Ye bloody git gun get yo skul smashd! Grox fear no spida! Yu ded! WAAAAAAAAGH!" His alcohol induced battlecry filled the room and echoed out on the street. From the stables he could hear Woggha's battlecry too. He grabbed his axe and began furiously swinging it towards the spider, knocking over tables, glasses and even a few bar patrons. His eyes turned to rage and his muscles grew in size. His rage could not be quelled as the alcohol ate through his reasoning, fogging his already slow thoughts.
After a hefty dozen of beer mugs, Grox was finally calming down. Until Stride, who he didn't notice so far, abruptly interrupted his ale consumage and whispered something to him. The words were jumbled and messy, either he was very drunk or he forgot something. A large amount of spit along with the few words reminded him of his companion's state. So he did forget something. Stride soon faded away again, but he wasn't the only thing fading away. This ale was stronger than the fungal ones back at home and it seemed like the whole bar was moving. He could snap out of it, but he rarely had a lighz mindset like this. So he finished the last mug of ale and looked behind him to see who the self proclaimed mage was talking to. And there it was. A giant spider. Of all thing it was a giant spider. The part of his brain shut down as he entered in shock. His mind was working hard to solve this state of freezing, but from the outside it was more an awkward stare, even for an ork. Then the shock became fear, and fear became anger. Ge clenched his fists and turned back to the bartender anxiously "Ale fo me ye git!"
With another few mugs of ale the fear levuated, leaving only the anger. The more this chat progressed the more he wanted to break every bone of this creature. Not even a proper spider but some weird abomination. Grox shrugged as he thought of that thing. So it came naturally that after one last sip, amd listening to the boasting of this "elaborate" arachnid he grabbed his mug and threw it towards the spider. Then the stool he was sitting on in a rapid succession. "Ye bloody git gun get yo skul smashd! Grox fear no spida! Yu ded! WAAAAAAAAGH!" His alcohol induced battlecry filled the room and echoed out on the street. From the stables he could hear Woggha's battlecry too. He grabbed his axe and began furiously swinging it towards the spider, knocking over tables, glasses and even a few bar patrons. His eyes turned to rage and his muscles grew in size. His rage could not be quelled as the alcohol ate through his reasoning, fogging his already slow thoughts.
Oh I am about to kick some spider ass (do they have those?)
Also, as for Bob the builder:
There is a decent chance that my obviously not socialised ork will put the choppa into yer back before you can go boom. Orks are not known to be kind towards gobs. Especially not mine.
Also, as for Bob the builder:
There is a decent chance that my obviously not socialised ork will put the choppa into yer back before you can go boom. Orks are not known to be kind towards gobs. Especially not mine.
@Ozerath
Wanna tell me what your guys would do. If you understood my language. I cannot write a psot without you sayin shit.
Wanna tell me what your guys would do. If you understood my language. I cannot write a psot without you sayin shit.
I might still kill the half elf TBH
@KRIEEEG
I would rather not stuff the box into the only intelligent person's head. A goblin however is a completely different story
*eyes Pikmin suggestively*
I would rather not stuff the box into the only intelligent person's head. A goblin however is a completely different story
*eyes Pikmin suggestively*
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