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@Wraithblade6 Yes I diiiiid. He hacked Lucan!
EDIT: There. >:D Go check my post again!

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@The Grey Dust That is... reassuring?

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I did it.

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Cupid was impressed. Deon had been hard at work scheming and plotting to put the mortals back in their place, and he'd done so quite effectively. But bring Father back? Now that was a concept. He'd played around with the idea before, of course, but he'd never given it any serious thought. It seems, however, that Deon had. Cupid knew that if he didn't help the vampire standing before him, he would find someone that would. That's not such a good position to be in, assuming that Father would return. On the flip side, having directly aided Father's resurrection could only serve Cupid well in the long run. He smiled. "I have no need for money, that I have plenty of, I assure you. But connections? Transportation? Cupid has friends everywhere. I would be pleased to provide you my assistance. I assume you have a plan, however? And if it isn't too much to expect, I would also assume that I may be privy to this plan?"

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"...Who the heck are you?"

That... was a surprisingly good question. This guy sounded like he was a poacher expecting an elephant that got a rabbit instead. In Mattias' experience, people saying out loud that they were looking for you only meant bad things. "A good question, my friend," He began, glancing at Allison, before turning to the newcomer. "Who the hell are you? Now I advise you talk fast because we're kind of in a rush here." Mattias tensed up ever so slightly, ready for any moves this stranger may make against him or his compatriot.

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Lucan's Computer:


Hello Lucan. I have a question for you.

Do you want to save Mithias?

If so, maybe we can help each other.

-James

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It's been kind of hectic here. I planned on posting for all of my RPs en masse Saturday but I only managed to get to a few of them. I will have a post up today, cross my heart and hope to die.

Magical Notes - A Tale of Songs and Knights [Hiatus]

I'm paralyzed until Deadnaut can post but I'm still here.

Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

@Ceta de Cloyes I'm down for that.

Old One Rising (A Lovecraftian adventure-horror RP) (Reboot)

I made a post. Woot woot? :D

Old One Rising (A Lovecraftian adventure-horror RP) (Reboot)

John Valentine

Physical State: Healthy
Mental State: Sane

BGM

The little store off of Church Street was a rock. Not in the literal sense of the term, no. But in the sense that no matter what chaos or disorder existed outside, still the store stood defiant and firm. Jars of Oreos, bottles of Dr. Pepper, Baby Ruth bars and all other sorts of sugary delights lined the shelves of “Valentine’s”. Black Jack licorice gum and cigarettes could be purchased at the counter. The store was a welcome haven indeed for those seeking solace from recent events in the form of sugar or smoke.

John Valentine, the store’s proprietor and only employee was currently explaining to a rather confused old lady that no, not all buildings on Church Street were indeed churches, and that yes the building just across the street was indeed a church, but once again no she could not say her prayers here but if she wanted a candy bar then he would be pleased to help her out otherwise he would have to ask her to take her business elsewhere, such as the church right across the street that he previously mentioned. “Look lady, stop calling me St. Valentine and get out of here if you’re not going to buy anything.” He honestly had half a mind to direct her to the graveyard next door, God knows she looked like she’d wind up there in a week or two anyways. The old woman stared at him with her mouth agape for a few moments before wordlessly shuffling out the door into the cold winter air, making her way towards Christ Church.

Needless to say, business had been a bit slow.

What with a few of his regular patrons ending up in the crazy house and half of his new potential customers turning out to be confused old people thinking that his building is a church, sales hadn’t exactly been the best recently. Still, John wasn’t going to let a few minor setbacks keep him from doing his job. Which is why he chose to not join the crowd of people at Miskatonic University listening to that fool on the roof blather about the end of times as he’d been doing all morning long.

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@Wraithblade6 wat? 0_0