Goat God

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Suddenly the Whole bar was silent. "The Goblin King? Missing? Don't you know that this place is full of Goblins Furor!" He pushes Furor with his hoof. "you could start a riot here! your primary function is to KEEP the peace, not make chaos." Zeal looks over at the Spell-Born, wearing full armor. "Help a goat out? Lets get out of here before..." Suddenly, One goblin, who is very buff stands up and says "What did you say Clanker? My King is Missing? You Probably did it! Get Him Fellow goblins! You! at the bar! hit him or... something!" The goblin flipped a table as the whole bar uproars in a massive fight, people hitting one each other. " Crap! Get out!"

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The first IC is UP! Still accepting though.

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Okay the First OOC is Updated to have Drax, and the Gnomes have been taken out... sorry Enso.

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"I was born with these eyes, and for you're information, I'm a guy. If you're talking about my goggles, which we air-goats like to call them, they're not for sale. you're welcome to join me, i feel generous. I'm looking for work myself, but i'll help a guy out. Waiter?" Zeal said looking at the Robot. "YEssss Yes? Sir? may? I? Get? You? A? Drink?" the robot said Very poorly. Code errors probably. "I would like to buy this Goblin a drink. What's you strongest drink?" he said with a smart look in his eyes. "Our strongest... strongest... strongest drink is... is... Dragon Ale. Would you like to know more about it Sir Goat?" the Robot said. "No Thanks. I prefer that my goblin friend here gets a Surprise." The Robot turned and grabbed a Bottle with a dragons head for a top. He poured it into a glass and handed it to the Goblin. "That will be 20." the robot said, surprisingly... normal. "Here." Zeal lifted a bag of money out of the pocket of his jacket. "How much was that?" Zeal asked. "20." "Code 179d20" he said looking straight into the Robot's eyes. "Code accepted. Please feel free to ask for anything more, anything you ask for will be given on the house." the Robot said. "Thats the only code I know, it makes a robot give you anything it has. It's helped. Enjoy your Drink... I never got your name."

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Accepted

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It okay.

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Gaylord DeFlorez said
Name: U6840-P793-G15, prefers to go by FurorAge: 231 years since initial construction, 38 years since core upgrade. only remembers since last core upgrade.Gender: appears male.Race: Main Weapon: he has two retractable blades an each arm that are standard issue for G15's. he also has a retractable kite shield on his left arm and an arm mounted shotgun on his right. the gun has one shot at a time, 5 sec reload and is fuelled by a substance that is currently used in experimental G16 cores. his shield has a hole in it for his shotgun barrel.(police standard)Personality: Furor is a police unit and thus lethal force must be authorized before use. he has three authorization codes known only by him and his commander. when lethal force is authorized, he targets a random person or an person doing an illegal act. and he is an alcoholic because his core is ethanol based, and cannot be produced magically. law is upmost to him and he only respects SS law, as he sees the others are "flawed in some way or another."

Accepted. You're late.

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CallaLily180 said
Name: RitaAge: 18Gender: FemaleAppearance: Race: SpellBornPreferred Magic: Earth magic, nature, animals, and plant life are her forte.Main Weapon: and Personality: A girl with so many twisting and confusing traits no one really understands, she is the living definition of hot and cold. She will be all over the place.

Accepted The First OOC is updated to include Rita

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FIRST IC IS UP!!!! THE RAGING BULLS COMETH!!

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A cold breeze blows though the town of Dry Hook. A young Spell-Born boy, his eyes slightly glowing blue, sporting a ripped, small top hat and overalls that were too big for him, walks down a path with no shoes on. Under his arm, he was holding 6 posters, and in his hand a bucket of glue. He stopped in front of a wall, which said TODAY’S NEWS. The boy set down his things and grabbed a ladder that was always behind the Wall. He put up the ladder and glued the poster to the wall. He stepped down. Before leaving for the next one, he looked at the poster, trying to read it. He never learned to read, but he knew a few words. Gob... Goblin. His mother always told him to stay away from that word, but he read on. Goblin kin… kind? No that was a G. King. Goblin King… miss... Man... oh well. Probably stupid anyway, because goblins are as well.

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Zeal loved flying. He was only just flying low, but it was still fun. Just Him and His Goat Operated Arial Transport, or G.O.A.T, for short. He was looking for work. Being a Traveling inventor, things like this just happen like clockwork. He noticed Dry Hook, a Spell-Born town full of mercenaries, thieves and people just looking for work. He parked his ride near a pond, and shut it down. He put a shield prototype around the Ship, so no one would steal it. He entered the town. After a long while of walking, he found the bar, the RoboTraveler. He entered, and sat down, ordering a shot of Ale. The Bartender was a robot, who gave himself 6 extra arms to help serve customers. Zeal looked around, making sure no one was going to stab him, and take his keys.