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1 yr ago
Messaging a friend and realising we ain't spoken in TWO WHOLE YEARS. I tell you, that whiplash hit like a brick
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1 yr ago
I organise my uni year to be as efficient as possible. 8 months of clubbing and a desperate 3 weeks to save my degree
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2 yrs ago
Enemies think you wont react, or get back in any way that'll care about. Get into deep, meaningful relationships with their mothers
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2 yrs ago
Landlords when you have an issue be like: " "
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2 yrs ago
Putting the modern, gritty batman into the campy 60s TV show gotham
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Damn chief this place is empty you should turn back

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Most Recent Posts

In Godspeed! 7 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
What kind of jewel have I stumbled upon


One that could have more admirers.
In Godspeed! 7 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Considering that Faliir is the heroic deity I should probably see what's up in da hizzhouse (the war). I'll probably be having the Dream Falcon run recon or something idk.
So yeah, I did a thing and that was post I know ya weren't expecting that though it's short as hecc. Also sorry for being sorta inactive recently, it just happened without reason nor rhyme ("o.o)
David Costley

Grand Ridge Academy - An Irrelevant Lecture Room




The day went past in more or less a blur, after what had occured only the day prior it was no surprise really. A month had passed since the Camp incident, since then he'd barely left the confines of his dorm room, it seemed as though he could escape the hellstorm of that incident - as though what occurred was a nightmare, a phenomenon in a story... that was until David was thrown without rope or 'shute back into the pit he had escaped from.

Magic, it seemed, was real.

Whatever happened back at the camp made it so, what else could have caused a kid to gain freaking powers?! A supernatural side-effect from a supernatural incident. That was what made sense in whatever crumbles of reason remained within David's mind.
At least there weren't any Prophesied Heroes nor any neon circles flying around. If it came to pass that this world was merely a story it was not, at least, a lacklusterly one - and hopefully not a young adult fiction, David had no desire to gain a six pack and fight off other guys for some girl.

It was nearing half three when he'd first heard about the conference, this was from one of his professors after an hours lecture - this seemed to be one for the survivors of the camp incident and probably intended as coping therapy... Why would he need to hold hands and talk about feelings? He felt sick after seeing the bodies, the nurse in particular what with her stinking skin being burnt away and her demonic personality. See, he realised how he felt without having to sit in a chair and cry his heart out for several hundred quid an hour.

Still... There was the drunk to consider, they were bound to go to that meeting. After witnessing their ability they probably thought that others could be found who could do the same... where else would be a better place to start than a therapy group dedicated to potential candidates?


Grand Ridge Academy - Outside the Conference Room


Of course as in the typical David-like fashion it appeared that he'd missed the start of every relevant incident... With the incident he was oblivious of the actual attack until after he and the others had escaped the nursery, he'd been looking away when the drunk apparently pulled a drawing from the pages of their pad and granted it life... and now again as he was nearing the doorway to the conference room - overhearing the muttering of a conversations in full swing.

This was the third freaking time! This was absolute proof in a higher being - one that seemed adamant on David missing the beginning of key events!

David paused by the door, he wasn't so blind as to walk in at this moment - it was against his gained knowledge of plots to do so. An interruption now would definitely create an awkward as hell attitude within the room... probably. And so like the days of old that he was so used to, David waited outside the room that the others were within. He could enter once things had died down.

In Godspeed! 7 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
I also think that there are no female centaurs.


There's only one centaut currently and that one is male... I could create an entire species that is solely female but looks exactly like a human, queue outerbreeding and tadahhhhhhh - the first offspring...
Posting soon but don't forget that this is me talking
and a scrub


almost as much as you.
@Surtr Inc It is a well known fact that I am blind.
@Surtr Inc I'm just wondering if the meeting was on the same day or the day after when we started this current "plot".
@pokemad1

Hey there! Sorry about the delayed response! Unfortunately Blackstripe, our resident head dog GM and the only one that can accept players, is a little sick right now so I beg your patience until she can take a look.

A concern of mine is that we have a character who uses very similar abilities. Anarkee, played by @Korkoa also has gas bombs that affect emotions as well as emotional control.


Ah it's no problem! In any case I should have researched the current character list much more thoroughly than I had done before creating Arnold.

If you believe my character to be much too similar to Anarkee I can revise him - Most likely removing the gas bombs and possibly having him use an average pistol rather than the chemical warfare he utilises at the moment. On a side note it should be said that the chemicals Arnold uses are for their non-lethal takedown abilities and perhaps in case a need arises for intimidation tactics - this is rather than to manipulate the emotions of others.

If there's anything you want to suggest to me go ahead, else I'll be waiting for Blackstripe to get well :)
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