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4 yrs ago
Current If you get a bigger bed you will have more bed room, but less bedroom
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5 yrs ago
So you open the door and enter your bathroom,wash your hands for 20sec then close the door when u leave.Right, you touched the doorknob before and after the washing.The faucet too. It's all pointless.
5 yrs ago
Exactly. You should reply with "I'm very interested, let's move this over to skype ;)" Anything less and it shows you're not fully committed.
6 yrs ago
Huh...was just watching some hentai as per usual when,amidst all the moaning and squelching sounds"Anastasia - Once Upon a December"violin version started playing.Well it was kinda emotional decision.
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6 yrs ago
I've read too many Isekai game-like novels. So I'm always spamming crappy jokes with the hope that with time my Humor Skill will level up and I'll start spitting good ones.
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The only thing I'm "sad" about is that the way my life is going, it's going to be a hellride with a disappointing and unfulfilling end. My road is set ahead of me and I feel powerless to achieve what I desire or even have peace of mind. Time is taken from me whilst my by the day depleting will for change and something better is draining away with it.-Someone actually wrote that.

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@Holy Soldier Ofc not, I read the cs-s and asked about them just to be a nosy prick. I have no intention whatsoever of joining the game...
@NobodiesHero If he becomes super light, doesn't the wind resistance stop him dead in his tracks? Like throwing the sculpture of a metal feather, and then it turns to normal feather which is stopped dead in it's tracks by the wind resistance.

@Hammerman Deemed evil by who? The Goddess? Evil and good are subjective terms because there rarely is any truly evil or truly good act if you look at it objectively. So is it an evil as it is deemed by Lucie?

@Dark LightHope they are indestructible as the force when you clash with the blades would probably shatter the guns or at least damage them.

@Holy SoldierSo does devour only activate from his mouth? Or does his all body turn into a black hole? You said he consumes abilities, so what about those abilities that have a wide hit area and can envelope his whole body, like a disintegrating pillar of light?
He shouldn't have called her that? He was certain the person whose body he had stolen and was currently wearing spoke like that all the time. Strange. But it was never one of his hobbies to study slightly developed bacteria. Though they were developed enough to carry a...soul, did they call them?...a good, harvestable, renewable source of energy.

Lifting the glass with his hand he put it under his nose and breathed in the beverage. Humans had many senses after all, all the more to experience things with. Although dummed down compared to his higher dimensional body which gave a lot more information on everything, this felt more connected. Although not understanding the smell he just felt it, smelled it, the information traveling to his brain which then took an appropriate response. Primitive indeed.

Looking around, he saw the other people drinking, as he'd seen many times before, so he decided to imitate them. Opening his mouth lightly, he placed the edge of the glass against his lower lipped and almost fully turned the glass. He didn't gulp when he drank, the liquid freely passing through his mouth, throat and straight to his stomach. He did the same with the other glasses. Putting the final one down he looked straight at Angel.
"Have anything stronger?"
@DawningAurora
@DawningAurora

They never stayed long after delivering the order of barrels but this time they felt like staying, pretending to be a mortal for once. The souls that resided inside them might be influencing their actions. No way, that's not possible. No measly souls could ever affect them.

"Sure thing baby."-the black man said in a smooth voice before leaning against the counter and looking at the top shelf drinks. They had never tried anything besides souls before. But now that they were in human form, maybe it would be somewhat enjoyable. But now, for all appearances he was a mortal man.
"Get me one of those top-shelf drinks."-he said while looking at the names in front of the bottle. He gave the bartender a once over and remembered seeing a dragon in the night's sky some time ago when he was doing another shipment. No outside discernible connection so the fact that he remembered the creature was strange.
"3 glasses of Dragon's Breath"
@Famotill Oh and, what about the missing characters? They Npcs or...
Oh no, I think pirate pad is super good to plots like this. Without pirate-pad and giant collabs this RP would die faster.
Traditional sense RP-ing? That traditional sense RP-ing is what makes RPs die fast. You have post after post of actions and half-assed dialogue since everyone posts once you can't have a lengthy conversation and interaction and everything seems rushed and interrupted.

The purpose of the guild is to be a medium for the writers to connect and intertwine their own stories. Piratepad only enhances that.
Hell, if we just all went to piratepad and wrote the whole RP there, it would be better. Posting section after section to clear the pad up after some paragraphs.

How long it took us to write that whole collab? 2-3 days? How long do you think it would've taken if we were all posting separatly? 2-3 weeks?Maybe a month? Since everyone has their own time and agenda when they are available, and everyone in a post by post format always follows an order of post so as not to clot the information and give others a chance to post, just one person being some days behind schedule for posting, then another and another, would kill the RP.

While in piratepad 2 people can just go on and on with their conversations and actions before making the key action that requires another person to participate who is currently unavailable. When that person comes they can progress the RP but their absence didn't hinder any character development or other actions in general as you find in post by post.
The moving mass of swirling black shadows, as seen in the eyes of 3d creatures but in "reality", in his own dimension, his true form could not be perceived by lower dimensional beings. As the shadow approached the tavern, it slowly began to transform into a hulking black man with a black suit and black glasses.

Entering in, he saw around, different creatures scattered about. He saw them as nothing, he didn't even hunt stray beings for souls anymore. He had left his "calling card" in every civilized planet all across this current plane and he got millions of offerings every second. Time was nothing for this being of a higher dimension. So why chase and hunt while you have millions of creatures willingly giving you their soul?

Behind him were multiple young elf, fairy and angelic girls who carried a heavy barrel on their backs. Barely staying upright but managing anyway they followed him to the back of the bar before the girls put the barrels down. Then they waited on a kneeling position before him. Cracking open his hand with sickening movements in an unnatural position, all the girls were turned to their soul forms and pulled back inside him. Souls that he had yet to convert to pure energy but kept them around.

Westley: To the pain means the first thing you will lose will be your feet below the ankles. Then your hands at the wrists. Next your nose.
Prince: And then my tongue I suppose, I killed you too quickly the last time. A mistake I don’t mean to duplicate tonight.
Westley: I wasn’t finished. The next thing you will lose will be your left eye followed by your right.
Prince: And then my ears, I understand let’s get on with it.
Westley: Wrong! Your ears you keep and I’ll tell you why. So that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish. Every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries out, “Dear God! What is that thing,” will echo in your perfect ears. That is what to the pain means. It means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever.

Westley: To the pain means the first thing you will lose will be your feet below the ankles. Then your hands at the wrists. Next your nose.
Prince: And then my tongue I suppose, I killed you too quickly the last time. A mistake I don’t mean to duplicate tonight.
Westley: I wasn’t finished. The next thing you will lose will be your left eye followed by your right.
Prince: And then my ears, I understand let’s get on with it.
Westley: Wrong! Your ears you keep and I’ll tell you why. So that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish. Every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries out, “Dear God! What is that thing,” will echo in your perfect ears. That is what to the pain means. It means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever.
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