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This is loose verification but "He did not carry on with a frenzy of words and spoke directly, “You have intent in your eyes beast. Let it be known.” The words were calm, steady."

He would not know what the orc's eyes held unless he was looking him in the eyes. He's standing in front of him. I'm going to go reread your post.

"Everyone was busy taking a long time to get to the point, so the Orc took it upon himself finally to close some distance on he who seemed the most likely to have brought them here, the tall one all alone with an aura of importance about him."

^That leads me to believe that "some distance" is left up to the reader's discretion. It could be a foot or several meters. Also, from previous posts, the orc has maintained distance between the other party members and himself.

As long as the point of interaction is referenced in some way, explicit details are not required. I, the writer, was not planning on starting a fight at all. It is far too early in the story to kill off main characters. Hell, if it makes it better for all involved, I'll rewrite my post to exclude that part. I obviously don't have a problem striking out parts of my post if the majority of those involved have an issue with it, considering I've already done it once. I was just playing Oscar as he is. Nothing more.

FrozenEcstasy said
And the idiot draws a sword in a holy place. Sam was only trying to get him to calm down.


Holy is a matter of perspective. A follower of Dúv wouldn't find it as such. With that said, and as it has been said, Oscar has no intent to kill. So far, there is a gathering of rather docile individuals. To expect that an open welcome will be given to the one who isn't, seems silly to me. Especially going off the actions made by the character in previous posts.

I have a meeting tonight at eight. I will check in after that (9:30 or so).
At least four feet. I don't have my computer to verify but I'm almost certain I wrote in that he was pointing it to his face. I will see if I can use my moms laptop to verify the direction.
No one is fighting ooc or IC. And I was thinking face to face Melon. Simply because only a coward attacks from behind.

*Eyes move slowly to the dancing, blouse wearer.*

From your post I had gotten that the orc was talking to the old man, but hadn't really allowed himself to be encircled by a group of creatures and things that he didn't know. But whichever is fine. I'd prefer face to face simply because it is more Oscar's personality. Off to work.
alright. in all seriousness, I understand that.

Lots of tough men sing flowers out of the ground and dance around in purple blouses doing toe touches and curtsying.

I actually like the character very much. He's colorful and imaginative and it takes a spectacularly creative mind to come up with such a cool character. But he still sings flowers out of the ground and wears a leotard. In case you ever wondered how I think of Sam in my brain, he's wearing spandex. :) Even in his civilian clothes. Still spandex.

Edit: And his shoes have tassels.

But I wasn't kidding. Anyone can come up with a guy with a sword and shield or a dragon or a band of orcs. It takes someone with true imagination to be able to develop a character with more than raw power or magical prowess. The power he has is more creative than anything I've come up with for this RP. Not the idea of the power, but the implementation of it is what really hooked me about Sam.

But... Tassels and spandex. :)
If you want, slap Oscar again. Rupert will be happy to donkey... er... horse kick you in the chest and eat your face. Why does everyone want to defend this damn orc? I'm playing 20,001 orcs and I don't even like them. They're foul, grotesque and don't even bathe regularlyish. Melon. If I was you, I'd be offended that some wimpy bard and a half man are trying to save your character.

oh wait. Get hurt or hurt oscar. If it's the latter, he's half drunk off a liquor so powerful most men won't dare take a sip. He's taken two mouthfuls of it. If he gets cut once by a blade right now, he's likely to bleed out in minutes his blood is so thin. He'll have a bump there tomorrow, though. :) Will that make you feel better?
I just said it felt like a small train hitting him. :) I didn't say he couldn't scoot out from under him. I didn't say he even had to get hurt. Just that he got ran over by a horse. :) And save your flips for the real orc bad guys. Not for Rupert. Coo him. Sing him a lullaby. I gave you the perfect place to really exhibit your characters skills. Don't look at the surface.. Look at the opening I gave you. What can you do to that horse to make Oscar stop? Without, of course, hurting the horse? You slapped Oscar. The horse reacted. I don't control the horse. I just control Oscar.
((ignore this silliness.))
The slap against the back of his head was no more than the buzz of a fly in one’s ear: annoying but painless. Oscar’s eyes did not leave the orc. That would be a mistake that could cost the man his life. What this imp of a man that struck him did not know was the manner in which the orc came upon the two others. The look in his eyes that dealt death with each glance was something that this boy of a man did not see. Oscar had no intention of letting his attention be diluted until the situation was resolved between the orc and him.

Rupert saw Sam’s attack, witnessing it with hazy clarity from the eyes of a horse. The steed turned, and broke into a quick trot, lowering his head and butting against him. It would feel like a small train ran over the top of Sam, though the hooves missed every part of his body. The horse stood with its head lowered and lips pulled away. They may not have been sharp like a wolf’s or able to pierce like a dagger, but the horse’s teeth would crush his face if he laid another hand on Rupert’s companion.

A smirk snuck onto Oscar’s face as he heard the thud behind him and the clomp of feet as they stilled at his rear. His wrist turned slightly, the blade resting before the orc, held by a gentle grasp.
Well. Whatever tickles your fancy. The post is going to be small.. But considering the wall of text I hit you guys with the other day, I think I can get away with only a couple paragraphs. If not, shoot me.
FrozenEcstasy said
If there is a fight to break out from it, I would love to collab. But I was focusing on it being a quick incident and therefore didn't see anything wrong with it, as it was in character.I assume our lovely wizard will quite the two when he posts within the next 24 hours anyway, so no harm done. If it really upsets you that much, I will ask next time, I really don't wanna step on anybody's toes.


Oh.. I'm not upset. I'm just the Englishman of forum fights. Etiquette, etiquette, etiquette. My post will be up shortly. And just so you know I'm not angry...

*Sneaks over to Frozen's side.*
*Looks left and then right.*
*Grabs his face and licks his cheek.*

Now we're friends. :)
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