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7 yrs ago
Current SUH DUDE!
7 yrs ago
If anyone's interested, I'm trying to start up a horror RP.
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8 yrs ago
I'm BACK!
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8 yrs ago
I am sorry to any RPs I am participating in, but I will have to take a break from Roleplays for a while. Life has just gotten hectic.
8 yrs ago
The seasons don't fear the reaper...

Bio

Hey, I have no idea why you're here, but you are...Stalker. Anyways, things about me.

I'm 23. Or am I 30? Maybe 49? I'm an anonymous roleplayer, so you shouldn't know these things.

I joined this site a year ago.

The roleplays I am taking part in are the following:

DC New Generation Of Heroes
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/165491-dc-new-generation-of-heroes/ic

Guild of Dishonor
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/166916-guild-of-dishonor/ic

Who Will Survive? (It's a zombie roleplay. If you're into that, please come and join! We need people!)
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/167715-who-will-survive-walking-dead-always-accepting/ooc

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Samuel panicked inside, worried that she would be a bit creeped out by his suggestion, so he tried to cover it up. "I don't enjoy it either, but they're corrupting Velorio." He looked down. All of it was true. He didn't enjoy their pain. He only liked fair fights. "Besides, my dad will, ah...hurt...me if I don't come back with at least two pieces of information." He winces, and rubs his back. "And yeah, I wouldn't do it publicly. I'm the poster boy of the Parliament. It would make me look bad."
@ineffable
Name: Jack Grimn
Age: 18



Background: Jack is a monster hunter. Has been since he was 14, and he's not stopping until he is too feeble to do so. He was given a good education, which shows in some of his plans, but he never wanted to use it to work for some stuffy office. Whenever offered money, or a new quiver of arrows, Jack will chose the latter. When he was about 16, he met a small monster, who often acted like a friendly dog, but wasn't much of a help in battle. Jack leaves the demon unnamed, as if he is afraid to do so. When he was 17, he had a damaging blow to his left leg. It recovered, but not without a price. Jack now walks with a limp, and often scowls when people mention it.

Personality: Jack is very friendly, unless you mention his limp. He will shun you for days, but afterwards he will apologize for his behavior and take you out for lunch. He often gains friends, though when hunting, he doesn't communicate unless you are very close to him.

Theme song: I write Sins, not Tragedies-By Panic! At the disco.
@LitCabbit
Accepted, though just double-checking. Your character is part of the Parliament, yes?
"Samuel." He cleared his throat and sat down next to her. He looked out the window at one of the houses. They had already passed the poor districts, and this particular house was a manor. "That's my mansion." He beamed proudly, trying to impress her. "You should visit sometime... So, onto business. Will your father allow us to use whatever methods appeal to us? I...Um...Might torture some Rebels for information"
@ineffable
Name: Jack Grimn
Age: 18



Background: Jack is a monster hunter. Has been since he was 14, and he's not stopping until he is too feeble to do so. He was given a good education, which shows in some of his plans, but he never wanted to use it to work for some stuffy office. Whenever offered money, or a new quiver of arrows, Jack will chose the latter. When he was about 16, he met a small monster, who often acted like a friendly dog, but wasn't much of a help in battle. Jack leaves the demon unnamed, as if he is afraid to do so. When he was 17, he had a damaging blow to his left leg. It recovered, but not without a price. Jack now walks with a limp, and often scowls when people mention it.

Personality: Jack is very friendly, unless you mention his limp. He will shun you for days, but afterwards he will apologize for his behavior and take you out for lunch. He often gains friends, though when hunting, he doesn't communicate unless you are very close to him.

Theme song: I write Sins, not Tragedies-By Panic! At the disco.
Kurai frowned. He had to add his essence to the 'planet'. He made great lands of endless sands, and little to no life. He created birds to do well in this land. He called them 'Vultures'. He continued walking through the world. When he saw to much of the life was living, he watched a strong being, called an ape. He hoped it would evolve, into something deadly and great. He then continued on his way. When he saw too much life in one area, he would add a little decay. He had a stroke of genius. He made sure every creature would slowly age, and die off. As he watched the 'ape' evolve, he grinned. It was smarter than the rest, he could tell.
@Rusalka
Accepted. And holy crap, Samuel is making enemies twenty-four-seven.
Samuel at first blushed, but then composed himself. He shook her hand, and bowed. "I am honored with your presence." He then stopped talking until he saw that the pilot was occupied. "Is this long term, or just for one mission?" All of his ruthless cunning from the mission was gone, and he was left as a regular teenage boy. "Just...um...curious, is all." He dropped his flintlock, and jumped at the noise, before picking it up.
@ineffable
Kurai groaned, and got up slowly. He rubbed his eyes. "This is nice." As he looked at Nara, Kurai grinned. The loot had surprised him. He soon got nervous. This place didn't look old, and someone could be coming. Soon, his joy overtook the fear, and he walked to the locker beside the one with clothes. "I'm going to change, if they have clothes for men." Relieved to find clothes for the male gender, he began pawing through it. When he was done, he walked to a corner of the room that looked like the restrooms, closed the door, and began changing. He emerged wearing black jeans, a white button-up, with a black jacket. He also wore a beanie to hide his horns, and some sunglasses to cover his demon eye instead of his dirty eyepatch. "I think I could get used to this."

@Alisdragon911@Rusalka@ineffable
Jesper frowned at the dying woman, then walked up to her. "Thank you for your sacrifice. It will be duly noted, and never forgotten." He then began rhythmically searching her for useful items, while doing the Macarena. "William, this may seem cruel to you, but we're being hunted down. Oh yeah, I got you something!" He pulled out a page of William's spellbook, awkwardly doing the Macarena at the same time. "You look like a magic type."
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