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    1. Brasslazer 11 yrs ago

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@MaeI know I have a question left, I'm thinking about it...
@AmbraWoops, let me just fix that real quick.

Also, I think I decided that Riven would be the best main for him, if that's cool.
@AmbraI ended up doing a quick little post, as well as adding the greatest conflict possible: Lil' Greg missing...
@MaeOkay then, this question is more of an OOC interest, but show me the Trinket that can lead to the most humorous shenanigans.


After questioning the red-haired girl, Gregory was just left feeling more nervous than he had before. One person not remembering the night before was a sign that a party had gotten intense. Two people not remembering and waking up in a place they had never seen before together was a sign that something was up. Checking his phone, which was fortunately still in his pocket, he found that he had no service and no internet. Wherever they were, it was cutoff, and likely nowhere near a city like Darkwell. Where the hell where they?

Before he could respond, footsteps from outside the door gave hint that someone was coming in. While his fellow inmate at this nightmare hospital questioned the women who walked in, Gregory's attention was caught to something. Or rather, a lack of something. The voices of the two women became background noise as his eyes scanned all over the room, every nook, corner, and cranny. Unsatisfied, he began shuffling around the room, checking under the beds and other furniture, even behind the door. As his searches came up with nothing, his internal paranoia at the situation turned to internal panic, though he had to use all his self-control to not show it to those in the room, or else they would find out his crazy secret. The only evidence he showed of conflict was an obscenity mumbled under his breath.

For now, Gregory simply had to accept that Lil' Greg was nowhere to be found. Turning back to the others, he flashed a smile in an attempt to make it seem that all was fine. "Well, what are we waiting for? Lead on to wherever we're going!"

@Kit N Kat@Ambra
@MaeShow me which Artefact will give my character the most political/social power.
@MaeOh wow, I was getting my drink. But hey, now I get a drink and a Trinket.
Naw, all hope for the Trinket is lost, SilverDawn is just 10 different kinds of too funny XD
Let me just clear my throat...

ehem...

In a world, where society is based off a caste system based off of playing cards, which, due to playing cards originally being based off classes, has led to us coming full circle for some reason, shit went down south real fast...

So first everyone was happy in a place called Meltaine or Miltank or whatever, you know, the place with the card based class system. Anyway, everything is too three cool for five school until a magical cloud of shit hitting the fan came known as the Fetid Wind. All the cool people died, some poser who all had the name Jack for some reason tried to be there but they were more of a lukewarm than a cool, so the went crazy. Everyone else said "F this, I'm out" and fled for a better place...

Once the runaways got to the place, they called it Wormwold for some reason, which is kind of a weird name but hey, what you gonna do? Anyway, you play as a student at apocalyptic Hogwarts Spire, a city of students. None of you are too three cool for five school like the old guys who died, obviously sincwe you are in school. You will go on magical adventures using an awesome homebrewed RP system made by the amazing GM Mae (who is just so awesome by the way, really though, absolutely amazing, and very attractive too; And I'm not just mentioning that cause I want to win) as you try and deal with shit once again hitting the fan. Godd luck.
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