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2 yrs ago
Current God Bless the USA! Happy 4th Everyone! (though admittedly a day late)
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2 yrs ago
Oh yay-- the status bar has turned into Twitter again... My favorite.
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3 yrs ago
Damn dude-- don't remind me what's been taken from us.... I seriously miss that game.
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3 yrs ago
Imagine not using maple syrup to sweeten your coffee.
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3 yrs ago
AFTER MUCH TIME-- LIFE RELEASES MINE GONADS FROM ITS CRUEL VICE...... YA BOI RETURNS!
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@RC3 can the Stoat be curbstomped without me having to take the spear off it?
Cull for one, frowns upon milk drinkers
lets see if we can land that sicknasty double kill



@RC3

Hunger gnawed at the root of Cull's mind as he stalked through the underbrush. He had set out alone, only a thick branch with a poorly sharpened tip to keep him company. Slowly, carefully, and deliberately he crept, his head on a swivel; searching for potential prey. Somehow, part of him knew what he was doing-- but the thoughts were fuzzy, and out of focus. Was it instinct, perhaps? Or something else entirely?

His grip shifted on his rudimentary spear. It felt familiar, like a weapon that belonged in his hands, a weapon he knew. But wasn't this his first time holding such a thing? A pounding headache dissuaded the youngling from trying to rationalize the strange sense of Deja Vous, food came first. Before long he came upon a clearing, where two animals were already fighting, the smaller of the two seemingly winning the struggle. Cull's breathing quieted as he narrowed his eyes at his prey, clearly the smaller brown animal was both faster, and stronger. Watching, waiting, moving ever so slowly-- the goblin stealthily positioned himself to come from behind the victor, intending to wait for their battle to be in its final moments before he would creep up, and thrust his spear into whatever animal had the upper hand.

It was simply a test of patience.
Ahhhh, so THATS how you deal with your migraines Haeo
Too bad we cant just trip on the slime acid. Just sell that shit to other races and we'd be rich
I'll try to get a post up in a bit


@RC3 Do I have any form of weapon like a stick?
@RC3 so am I good to move my CS over?
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