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    1. Amelian Draco 10 yrs ago

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8 yrs ago
Current New book, new adventure, new way to procrastinate
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9 yrs ago
Just made scrambled eggs for the first time, am real adult now?
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9 yrs ago
do you know the muffinman?
9 yrs ago
My god I hate mornings
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9 yrs ago
just finsished three CS, thank you kid cudi

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Hello darkness my old friend

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The banshee? You mean the kraken? He has banshee mine and the wraith sorta looks like a branched but I don't think there's a monster named the banshee. I personally just unlocked the Kraken.
Yeah, I was tired when I posted this
I'm same as you. I don't have an online membership thing but I still think its buckets of fun.
I just unlocked the banshee (*kraken), and the bots have trouble holding me down
I've only been playing it offline but I've heard online is fun
I'm sorry that I've haven't been posting very much. School work has been keeping me busy. Is there anything I need to now before i start posting again?
As soon as feast is over come to Dothren's study for a meeting with recruits that will join his personal group.
Dothren walked into his study, and was greeted by the slight smell of death. Closing the large black oak door slowly, he pulled out his sword, the silver that detailed the dark blade shined in the moonlight. He may not always have is armor on in his own guildhall, but his sword never left his side. Looking around the room. The window door to the balcony was open, along with a few other windows. Letting the moonlight flow into the room Moving slowly to the middle of the room. The Paperwork he left on his desk seemed to have been shuffled, and the iron bands he had made seemed to be gone. Who has been in here. The thought lingered in his mind for a moment before he turned to see his robed friend. It's hood still covering his head and face. A sigh escaped from Dothren as he lowered his black and sliver sword. "Why do you feel the need to sneak about like that?" The figure only stood there with only its raspy breathing to fill the silence. A decaying hand extended itself holding the bands. Taking them from the robe,"Why do you have those, and why aren't you saying anything? The figure walked past Dothren, and towards the balcony. A black smoke pooling out of it as he reaches the railing. Taking the the hood off and turning, "I love you nephew. " The figure is enveloped in smoke and dissipates as Lentus opens the door.
I'm glad I finally get a day off tomorrow. I feel like I could sleep for eternity. How is everyone doing?
@rocketrobie2 I might, probably
@rocketrobie2 I wish it was still running. It was created on a chat app called Line. I wish I could send you screen shots, but a bunch of crap when down and it got deleted. I was actually thinking about doing some type of rp like that, but I ended making this one. I've actually been tempted to post an interest check, but I don't think I should be a GM to two different rps till I think I can handle it
@rocketrobie2 I think there was one person who had a character like that
@rocketrobie2 I haven't seen one like that. The one I was in was more about being a badass dragon. Fighting in wars against other dragons, burning whole kingdoms, and hoarding riches
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