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    1. DepressedSoviet 8 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current i.imgur.com/iacvHug.jpg this is probably the greatest cosplay to ever make me irrationally angry
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8 yrs ago
8 yrs ago
Thought: A Hamilton-esque comedy-musical about the Russian Revolution, from Trotsky's point of view. Lenin would take a Washington-type role, the Tsar would be King George, and Stalin is Jefferson
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8 yrs ago
@Ophidian How do you think I feel? I'm 40-odd years behind you, and that STILL holds true for me.
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8 yrs ago
oi, fuk off m8. Don't see me coming into the status bar, shitting all over YOUR nation's political ideology.
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Just here for a bit of roleplay occasionally. I have an odd schedule, so please don't get too upset if I disappear. I'll do my best to let you know beforehand, though.

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@ImperfectionistThat works great!
@ImperfectionistI'd say 10 or so years at least. He's jumped from region to region a lot though, and operated under several different names, all to evade authorities. But if you want, we can work something out.

EDIT: I'd also imagine he'd sell Black-Market knockoffs of various items, like potions, antidotes, and the like.
@ImperfectionistHey, that's fine. No good sandbox RP is without inter-character conflict. I look forward to it.
@PhoenixI'll have one sent to you by the end of the day today.
@PhoenixIf this is still open to people joining, I'd like to be a part of it, but I wanna see if my character idea would work first. I was going to play something a bit less reputable: An illicit breeder and pokemon dealer. Basically someone who illegally breeds and sells pokemon.
Struggling to hold the strong man's arms behind his back, Josiah was caught off-guard by the blow delivered when the man swung his head back, hitting Josiah square in the face. He grunted in pain, shouting out "Sunofabi-! before being interrupted.

The sounds of gunfire caught Josiah even further by surprise, and he suddenly found himself being pulled to the ground by the man he had just been trying to grapple. Seeing something come flying in through the window just as the man got up and left out the back, Josiah let out a shocked scream of "Íosa Críost!" as the room exploded in flames. Getting up from the floor to a crouch, Josiah quickly made the Sign of the Cross over his chest as an apology for his verbal blasphemy, before drawing his Dragoon revolver and rushing out the back of the saloon.

Once outside, Josiah rushed to find a piece of cover he could duck behind and fire at the bandits from. Ducking behind something wooden, and not giving much thought as to what it was, Josiah carefully propped his head and pistol up over the edge, firing two shots at the attackers, before quickly ducking back from return fire. Fumbling around in his duster, Josiah quickly pulled out and uncapped a hip flask, taking a deep swig before closing it back up and returning to shooting at the attacking lowlives.
@FallenTrinityJosiah is behind him, grabbing his arms and trying to hold them behind his back.
@FallenTrinity@Vas Khaleen@bluetommy2

The brawl continued as another man, someone who had been previously speaking to the Confederate woman, tried to stop the brawl. He winced as the Native broke a bottle across the man's back neck as he tried to talk some sense into the woman. What came next caught him completely off guard, however. The native was pulled into the brawl again as the man who just a minute ago had tried to keep the peace began attacking him. Suddenly, they all fell directly towards where Josiah was sitting, and Josiah tried to get out of the way with a cry of with a cry of "Shi-!

Josiah was thrown back when the brawling group fell into the poker table. Standing up, and brushing himself off, Josiah sighed before thinking Well, I guess I'll hafta handle this meself.... Yelling "Oi ya bloody rebel bastards! Leave tha poor man alone! He's jus' tryin ta play a hand o' cards!", he stepped up to the group and began trying to pull the other man back, gripping his arms and saying "Someone get tha lass!" as he attempted to hold the man's arms behind his back.
@CamI'm planning on writing up a CS for the group overseer, an Imperial Officer designated to watch over the group while in the field, ensure no one tries to escape, that sort of thing.
Josiah had just sat down at the table and looked at his cards when the dispute began. Goddamn rebels startin' a fight, and just when me hand was perfect... He threw his hand down on the table, one card flipping over to reveal an Ace of Spades, and setting a hand on his revolver, angling it in its open-end holster to point at the armed and anrgy woman. Not getting up from his seat, he looked at the woman sternly and said "Now ma'am, I'd rather not hafta shoot a lady, but if ye're gunna threaten a man just mindin' his own business, tryin' ta play a hand o' cards, then I'm gunna hafta do sumthin' about that. With his other hand, he would grab a random drink from the poker table, taking a deep swig, and tossing a handful of cent coins at the man whose drink it was in compensation. "So now that I've had me a drink, hows about you put tha gun down nicely, go back to tha bar, and we'll all get back ta what we was doin'?"

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