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7 yrs ago
Current Ironic, when you try to get back into RPGuild and the server acts up...
7 yrs ago
Let's try this once again...
8 yrs ago
steamforged.com/dark-souls OH MY GOD I WANT IT SO BAD *_*
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9 yrs ago
Returned from the abyss...

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A 25-year-old nerd(?), male, from Germany. In-between jobs. Likes to play games and Pen and Paper (Tabletop RPG) Campaigns. Self-proclaimed author of a Lore/Setting, Master of Morgana in Mid Lane since Season 3 (NA server until recently, switched over to EUW for better Ping and playing with friends) and gamer extraordinaire. Soldier at heart, lover in mind. Dabbler of Arcana Seraph and master of demonology. Whether those things are true or not shall be held in the viewer's eye.



My interests are in settings up and about Vampire: The Masquerade (or anything non-Twilight related vampires -- I have not watched any vampire series like True Blood or Vampire Diaries), game settings of Dark Souls and fantasy settings such as Elder Scrolls or Dragon Age, and TV series such as Lucifer, just to name a few. Always open for conversation.



People can find me on Discord at Poromancer#5108 . Those interested may also receive my Skype.

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Not having said a single word in forever, Dominique Got up and stuffed her clothes into the backpack. She had noticed the transporter stopping and was minding her own. Casually, she threw more and more clothing into the backpack, without the bag appearing to get stuffed. Her eyes darted off to her sides from time to time, catching glances of people in an attempt to check them out. There were quite a group of them showing up one after another by Kurt's powers and they were more than pissed off at most times.

Great, she thought to herself. This is going smoothly. She finally stuffed the last piece of her clothing into the backpack and flung it on her back. She did not say a word until she reached the ramp and saw where she was taken and who was here. Her eyes immediately fixed on Magneto and she blurted out in anger. "No! You are the last person I will work for. Blue Demon, get me out of here!"

In her fit of hate, she was not focused and her mind slipped the grip of her powers. In a loud busting sound, her backpack's zipper broke open and in a violent wave, her clothing was thrown out into every direction. The shock hit her and she ducked from the incoming rain of shirts and jeans. Her makeup case fell to the ground as well and scattered its insides on the ground as well. "Merde" slipped her mouth as she began gathering her belongings.
Looking to her side was a girl. "Any idea where we are being taken?" She asked casually like she was asked for the time

So who did you talk to? I am unsure.
I shall get some rest, and then post. Reading some stuff already, but I've been on a LARP last night and still up... Deffinitely need sleep #_#
just as a note, I was kind of assuming the wyvern had passed by and flown away from us, given the mention of the wind 'rushing by' and the wyvern flying towards 'inner lands'.

of course, I could be wrong, or over-thinking it and confusing myself.


You are very right there.
@Prudence If you need help translating things into German, ask me. I am native German-speaker...

"Oh mein Gott Steph das ist das falsche Zimmer."

That one is doing fine, safe for punctuation (well, who cares about that XD).

"Ja, aber er ist süß ist nicht er?!"

You could have stuck with "Ja, aber ist er nicht süß?". That would be the most literal translation from yours.

"Hau ab. Finden jemand anderes zu stören."

Conjugation/Case errors. "Hau ab" is directed to a single person, while "Haut ab" to more than one. The last part is "Findet jemanden anderes zum stören." Basically you used everything in infinitive.

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Gosh, I sound like a grammar nazi >_>
@Winter Kitten

I would faceclaim Jared Leto, if I weren't so focused on playing female characters... Well, I'd have some images of him from Dallas Buyer's Club :D
Bump...?
@SirSqueakalot91 Pun intended? XD
Durr...

Felt like I stumbled through that post =.="
It was during the last dash for her pilot's license when the whole mess happened. Dominique watched it in horror when the Sentinel Program was attacked by mutants. She was known for her little parlor trick and she was used to be seen as someone different, but the looks she got since then were unbearable. Good for her that she was not that much of a chatty person. She finished the license with ease.

She was looking for jobs for a good week now and the landlord was already at her back for two months worth of rental money. She did some quick "errand boy" jobs, delivering things here and there, but that only got her some food into the house.

The particular night she received a message, she was already packed and ready to go. With her backpack with pretty much all of her belongings (clothing, make-up and hair dye) in it, she made her way to the place outside of town. It was not looking too good of a building, having smashed windows and such, but the way the message was written she was offered something better than just a job. She would learn more about her powers. Of course this could only be some mutant guy that would need some secrecy.

Who she met in the old building surprised her, though. The blue skin and the tail threw her off. Nightcrawler was not one of the people she would have thought to meet this night. His offer was different than from the note, but it was even more interesting. She accepted, having nothing left to lose at the moment...

-Present moment-

She sat in the transporter, her feet tapping hastily. She had to ditch her powers after getting tired, so there was a pile of clothes on the seat next to her and sitting on top the backpack of hers that previously held the obviously larger portion of cloth. She was waiting for something to happen, looking at the people inside. She was not particularly fond of waiting, but sitting inside a transporter was not well known for being spacious and allowing people to move in freely. If only she were at the steering wheel, she would not be so irritated and nervous.
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