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8 yrs ago
Current They're marathoning Power Rangers on Twitch. I'm geeking out so hard rn!
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8 yrs ago
So I might be killed by a tornado. It's pretty lit in this basement tho
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8 yrs ago
@The Spectre I fail to see how that is any different. You just described all the things people do with their racist "jokes." Sounds pretty hypocritical to me.
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8 yrs ago
Does the "Grow a thicker skin." thing not apply to talking shit about people voting for a different candidate?
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8 yrs ago
No it wasn't directed at anyone I was speaking genrally.

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Agwe turned his gaze from his fiddle as he sat amongst the Tear's cannons at the sound of Maya's voice. He had been inspecting them for most of night before and rather than sleep had spent the rest of the night playing on the instrument. "Sounds like the captain's awake." He placed his fiddle down and strapped on his pistols and sword before making his way above deck.
Working on it now.
Appearence:
Name: Agwé León
"Do not try to fight a lion if you are not one yourself."
Age: 19
Country Jamaica (Spain)
Weapons: 2 wheellock pistols, a pistol saber affectionately named "Isabel", and an axe that he used when he worked.
Position in the crew: Master Gunner
Bio (optional): Born a slave in Jamaica during the Spanish control of the island. He spent most of his life in chains under the ownership of a rich Spanish planter. Even from a young age he was shown to be very strong and durable. Some of the older slaves had told him that his father was a proud warrior, others a strong king, Whatever it was he was truly a fine specimen in the eyes of his master A man who thrived on wealth and power ,he constantly paraded Agwe around in front of his company as his "León" He cared not for the "favoritism" that his owner showed him and held a hatred for the man all the same.

Without Isabel, Agwe grew older as did his hatred of being a captive and his rage. His Master broke the last straw when he had his mother beaten for not working fast enough, and she was beaten so severely she died. Enraged and impassioned by his mother's death, Agwe stormed the house with his axe. Despite his young age, he had managed to rally the rest of the slaves with his act and they joined in attacking all the overseers and staff. Agwe killed every man that stood in his way until he reached his master who came at him with his prized sword that had a pistol constructed into it. Agwe cut him down violently and kept on until the house burned to ashes and reinforcements arrived to quell the uprising. By the time they arrived he was long gone taking with him: money, his masters sword and pistols, and his freedom. After the event he became known as El Leon Negron and tales of him passed around the Island like a ghost story some saying he took the form of a lion to evade capture and kill any who came across him others saying he had made a pact with the Devil. In truth he was hiding out with the occasional robbery of some foolish merchants and travelers who just happened to get close enough until he could afford passage off on a ship. Even with the British controlling the island now he was still a wanted man, so he joined up with Maria as apart of her crew.
More info?:
-Known as "El Leon Negron" thanks to the actions committed in his past and is wanted under the name.
-Wears a necklace of lion teeth apparently a gift from his father
-He can read and write and is well educated despite his background but will not reveal how
-Don't ask why the sword is named Isabel he won't tell you
-Plays the fiddle. Just something he picked up
- "I met Jack Sparrow once. If I see him again I'm going to cut his tongue out."
I'll join. Gimme a sec to come up with a character.
YAYZ I might make the OOC today depending on how i feel when I wake up.
Isaiah's whole world shattered as soon as his sword pierced Lorelai. He had calculated the strike perfectly, yet for all his skill, all his training; he had such a grave mistake. All he wanted to do was intercept her blade. This was some sick joke fate played. It continued to toy with him and prove that his life was worth nothing, with every step forward he took four steps back. It felt more like a thousand now though as he watched the fallen form of the princess he had sworn to protect lie motionless because of him. The irony was almost laughable. He fell to his knees and simply stared at her in shock. Nothing that transpired even reached his ears. Siret and Galen, even Irena and Steffan went completely unnoticed by him The whole world had turned gray save for him and Lorelai's motionless body and the only thing he could was stare.
In Vampire RP 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Is this still open?
AIRI IS WAIFU!

I totally forgot about this and I've been too busy to check on it. Glad there's interest though especially now that my schedule is starting to free up again. XD

notdeadyet, you're fine without knowledge of the game, and if you've played persona you have a bit of grasp on the concepts already. If you have any questions I'll be happy to answer them.
Always up for Fate!
In Arcadia 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Jericho raised an eyebrow at the Golem's response. "A tool? Man you're a downer!" He gave another once over of the Golem before answering the Angel. "While his cheery personality is screaming Sorcerer to me, I'm still definitely seeing Tech." He leaned back in his seat before turning his attention back to the Golem. "I've got an eye for quality my newly awoken friend even if you're a bit gloomier than I anticipated. That's why I know you're impressive."
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