Avatar of 6slyboy6

Status

Recent Statuses

1 yr ago
Current Potato
2 likes
2 yrs ago
I'm alive
3 likes
5 yrs ago
Status updates, huh? Who needs those anyways, pfft
1 like
6 yrs ago
I figured I should update my status. Tada!
1 like
7 yrs ago
What IS on my mind?

Bio

N I S Q H O G



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.


THE ARTIST:

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.

THE LOVER OF STUFF:

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.


WORDS OF WISDOM:

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.

Most Recent Posts

I miss mah Emile :(
@6slyboy6

*Crickets*


*owl starts his sad melody of the night*

I am sick lol. Didn't have any strenght to write a 10k story.
@NecroKnight Ye gotta wait bruv
Tomorrow
@NecroKnight Heck yeah. rather with you, then against you. As far as things go, my first post will be my fleet arriving after a year of hyperspace, and trying to find the planets they left behind some 20 years ago. Maybe we can stumble into your peeps.
@Delta44 I also need the reply post mah man
@liferusher GM chan. I need response. Do u Live?
@Delta44 heck yeah. And i can finally maybeh do soemthing with Hendrick
@Delta44 I posted. Like a Baws. You might needs ome imagination to add anything to it tho, like her not sleeping all the way.
Grian Rothfell_



@Delta44

By the time Grian reached teh top of the hill, he could already see the sun's crest as it was slowly rising up againts the horizon. The light hit his eyes, and he turned away for a second, holding onto Emile not to let her fall by the sudden motion. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust, and when they did, he spotted his house. The are was littered with mansions of many sizes, but none smaller than the biggest buildings in the slums. Decorated with carvings on the stone walls and pillars, anda dored with fancy crafted iron fences, everything around these parts showed luxury. Neatly cut hedges laid further within the spaceous compounds of the buildings, with many of them already buzzing with gardeners ready to cut off the few milimetres that disturbed the even grass. A few guardsmen in huts next to the giant gates glanced at Grian and then at Emile, but they didn't give much attention to them. Grian was already feeling tired, his legs starting to go sore as he carried Emile. It was an extra weight that he knew would affect him over time, but now it felt like the worst decision, purely because of his tiredness. But the white walls of his place filled his heart with comfort, and his muscles with the necessary energy.

The iron gates slowly opened as grian pushed them inwards. They turned with a silent sqeaking noise, as if welcoming the owner of the home. Grian never felt so comfortable opening these twin doors before in his life. As soon as he took two steps in, his two other friends already welcomed him. From the right side of the mansion came running two white and furry wolves, howling with excitement and joy. The first one jumped up on Grian's chest, almost making him lose his balance. The other one sniffed around Emile, and started growling viciously as he sniffed the girl. The other one currently leaning against Grian also joined in on the growling, and inspected the sleeping girl. Grian whistled twice in a low tone, bringing the wolves attention to him. "She's a guest, so you guys better be nice to her!" The wolves slowly moved away, and with after some patting from Grian they left with curious looks.

The twin oak doors opened on their well oiled hinges, revealing a long corridor with many coats hanging from the walls, and shoes lining the other side. Carefully painted artwork hung from the walls, and potted plants lined teh edges of the hallway. Grian walked past everything, and opened the second double door ont eh far end of the room.

It opened into a grand hall with a huge table that was surrounded by tables. It was clear of any dishes, only a few dim candles were burning in the silence of the shadowy room. The sun failed to illuminate the large windows just yet, as the beams of light were trapped by the velvet curtains that hung above the grandiose glass. Two staircases lined the right side, leading up to the second floor. Grian slowly moved up, his legs giving away with every step that he was closer to his bed. He took another step. Halfway up the stairs. He took another one. Now it seemed like he was where he was a step before. He took yet another step, making very slow propgress.

By the time he reached the top of teh stairs, he felt like an eternity has passed since he started. He almost crashed into the first door in front of him, opening into a small, but carefully decorated and caressed room. Not much furniture, but the few that were inside showed signs of expert craftsmanship. A single french bed, and two smaller nightstands on either side. Lastly there was a desk and a wardrobe in the room on. Grian walked to the bed, and slowly lifted Emile from his back. She seemed asleep, so Grian gently put her down on the bed, and walked to the desk. On a piece of paper he scribbled the words "Meet me in the hall just down the stairs when you wake up."

Then without the weight of Emile, Grian himself hastly made his way into his own roon, closed the door, and crashed down onto teh bed and quickly fell asleep.
© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet