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Takin' a break.








eh



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roleplayerguild.com/posts/4269130

Dunno who this person is and I'm not clickin' on that link he provided. Delete please! Maybe look into the account/keep an eye on it, too?
Wow. Whatever the fuck. Gotta get that deleted. Heh.

@dragonmancer noooope. We're still in discord.


















Lmao. He is absolutely a mama's boy.
I drew Makoto.

I feel like I constantly vacillate between two extreme poles of RP:

"I NEED ALL THE POSTS OMG THERE'S NEVER ENOUGH"

or

"I HAVE TOO MANY POSTS OMG SO OVERLOADED"


This. So much this.
Putting this here to save room on my post in the CS tab.


Callan Points Updated!

@Banjoanjo

Ernie gained a friendship point! +




Felicia didn't have time to raise her sword as the two remaining skeletons descended, but she was allotted plenty of time for her life to flash before her eyes. In that ephemeral space of time in which which everything moved as if submerged in molasses, Felicia allowed herself to contemplate her 26 years of existence. She figured she might as well, considering how likely it seemed she was about to have her face smashed in and-- in the interim-- baked into a crispy green haired patty on the dungeon floor.

Of course, what she saw was rather disappointing. The flask of whiskey in her pocket suddenly felt a thousand times heavier than the sword in her hand.

Though not nearly as slimy.

CRACK!

"I'm gonna cremate you boney bastards!"

Elbowing her assailants, Archer bought Felicia enough time to shove the closest skeleton away and regain her footing, putting as much distance between herself and it as she possibly could. Which turned out not to be very much as her back hit the bars of the small cell before she was barely out of arms reach.

The furthest skeleton immediately grabbed hole of Archer's trousers, head still reeling from the attack as it unintentionally set the man's clothing alight.

Meanwhile, a detestable green chuchu came hopping in out of the edges of Felicia's quickly worsening tunnel vision.

SPLOOSH!

The green slime splashed across her arm and sword as she shielded her face, pressing herself up against the bars with even more fervor.

โ€œHaha! Stupid skeletons!โ€ she heard Jillian's voice cry out. Opening her eyes, she quickly noticed that the skeleton before her was no longer on fire as well as slipping and scrambling to get back to its feet in the puddle of slime. Felicia slashed her sword across the skeleton's head, decapitating the nasty thing before suddenly slipping in the slimy green substance herself. Feet swept out from under her, she hit the ground hard, causing her to instantly lose her grip on her sword as the wind was knocked out of her lungs.

"Wah!" Felicia complained as the detached skull rolled into her forearm and decided to sink its teeth in her flesh with fiery determination-- reminiscent of its previous glory.
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