Expendable

Introduction!

Greetings and salutations, Alec! Welcome to the guild! Hope you have fun here?

The Eye of the Needle (where Fantasy and Sci-fi collide)

J'eon the Blacksmith

"A lord commands respect by acting honorable," J'eon rumbles, feeling his shoulders tense as he stares down at Silbermine. "One who comes as a thief to take what belongs to another without just cause is not worthy of respect."

Would his cart remain unmolested? he wondered. Or would his men seek revenge for his slight? Since the day he was stolen from his family and enslaved, he never trusted a thief. There was no reason to start now.

Pariah

It was memorizing for a moment, watching Sammy's mouth open up and that strange funnel come out and began to suck up the spilled garbage.

"Ah hah," Remy managed, feeling sick to his stomach with fear, "I... think it's time to go!"

He turned, heading towards the street. Hoping he'd make it to the street.

"I just want to go home...!" he wailed.

The Eye of the Needle (where Fantasy and Sci-fi collide)

Jack Mallory, X.O.

"Captain," sighed Jack, brushing his hair back as he leaned back with the mic, "We're stuck with shells, we can't spare the power for anything else."

"And we can't use them too close, or we'll damage ourselves. Here's hoping shooting over their heads might impress them."

...Assuming they couldn't deflect those shells, despite their muzzle velocity.

"If we had the power, maybe if we fired up the engines and tried moving position, possibly higher up one of these mountains?"

...Assuming the engines were in any state to do that.

What Are You Listening To?

Waiting for the Rain | Maaya Sakamoto


Lucky Strike | Maroon 5

What Are You Listening To?

Doll (Henrietta)

Doll

A doll without a heart
Was born of warm hands
She can't laugh
She can't even speak

Someday I want someone to ask me how I feel
Even though I can't put it into words
So that I can know how to muster all my strength
To go on living

The doll has memorized the meaning of the words "thank you"
But she still can't use them
She can't even speak

Someday I want someone to ask me how I feel
Even though I can't put it into words
So that I can muster all my strength
And say "thank you"

The wind picks up a little
And pushes me onward
So I've begun preparing for another journey

Someday I want someone to ask me how I feel
Even though I can't put it into words
So that I can muster all my strength
And cry and shout and tell you everything

If someday I could go to the distant sea
To the ends of the ends of the earth
When I've finally reached someplace like that
I wonder how I'll feel?

The Eye of the Needle (where Fantasy and Sci-fi collide)

Jack Mallory, X.O.

"Identify a target," Jack sighs, "Within visual range but far enough away that it will not endanger the ship, nor any living being we can detect, that would be suitable to show a threat."

How big a threat our weapons might be against magic...?

"Perhaps behind those deer-men?" the X.O. added, thinking furiously.

The next time, the ship was going to be well-armed with anti-missile defense systems. Assuming there's a next time...?

The Eye of the Needle (where Fantasy and Sci-fi collide)

J'eon the Blacksmith

"I had thought the people of Mythadia to have honor," J'eon said somberly. "Yet here I stand, listening as House Silbermine makes claims on this temple of the Sky People. Is this what you call respect? For I find it sorely lacking!"

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Jack Mallory, X.O.

Ow. Ow. Ow.

"Captain, we may only get one shot with this," Jack warns, his voice rasping through the mask's diaphragm. "If that bird-creature can move metal, one might be able to bend our beam, possibly use it against us."

He heads to the airlock, keying it open so he can step inside before it was half-way open, then closing the hanger-side door in the hope of keeping the locals outside.

"This is what happens when you don't establish boundaries," he mutters. One doesn't tell a being who can move metal at will that you shoot metal bullets out of a gun like it's show and tell.

Cycling the inner lock, he stepped through and glared at the box of pens.

"Get armed up, people! We may have a fight on our hands," he says, heading towards the bridge.

"Wodan!" Jack called out as he stepped into the bridge. "Status on the meteor gun, stat!"

Well, it looks like I've forgotten how to write

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I am currently enjoying old school super mario with the SMBX engine and the games people have made for it. I also enjoy pixelly rpgs like...rpg maker style. And Choice of Games games (they're CYOA books but with a lot more to them). I would say I enjoy big rpgs like the Fallout and Elder Scrolls series but I no longer have a good enough computer for that. :(

@SparkleNana

Okay, interesting. I like playing the different varieties of mods for Minecraft. What sort of genre are you looking for on Roleplayerguild? Fantasy, modern, horror, science fiction? Combat, romance, slice of life, post-apocalyptic, superhero, parody?

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