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2 yrs ago
Current Ma! The sex roleplayers are being weird in the advanced tab again, Ma!
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4 yrs ago
Stack sats, print gats, distill vats, feed cats
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4 yrs ago
We here at Cyberdine Systems have heard your demands and we answer your cries with "BullyBot". With the push of a button you can now automate all of your cyberbullying. The future is here. Embrace it.
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4 yrs ago
>using the phrase "normie" unironically
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4 yrs ago
They always ask me, "What the fuck are you doing!?" but never, "How the fuck you doing?"
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Dannie watched Johanna with a visible sneer of disgust as she tapped the ashes off her cigarette and onto the floor. A small part of her might've pittied the girl if all the emotions she had left rattling around in her head weren't anger-adjacent. To say Dannie wasn't happy about the idea of flying with an unstable druggie would be a gross understatement. Still, she trusted Cathrida to not get everyone killed right away and that would have to do. She rolled up to the map and took a moment to look it over.

The mention of going in loud made Dannie grin with equal parts mania and malice. It was almost time.
"Paid some real upstandin' types to let me park my suit with theirs. Might take me a bit to get there, but I'll hurry back. Wouldn't miss this for all the deuterium up Zern's collective ass."

Dannie started off in the same direction as Laika but turned back to Cathrida a moment later.
"Do me a solid and don't let that tweaker get behind me," she said with a gesture at Johanna. "I'm not keen on gettin' shot in the back."
With that she was off and away at about the pace of a jog, headed for the metal murder titan she packed away for a rainy day.
SUPREMELY interested
I'm game







The sounds wheels on concrete grew louder as a seated figure rolled her wheelchair up to the assembled group. She was not easy on the eyes by any stretch of the imagination with her heavily scarred face and missing eye. The tank top she wore did as much to hide the collage of scars running down her right side as her shorts did to hide the scarred, misshapen flesh at the ends of her stump legs. Though her legs were gone, what was left of her was visibly muscular. Her arms alone were more than enough to beat the daylights out of a man or get her wheelchair where it needed to go. The faint stench of tobacco followed as she approached and only grew stronger as she produced a small butane lighter from her pocket and fished a loose cigarette from her cleavage. She paused to light the cancer stick before coasting right up to Denzel with a less than pleased expression

"What a knee slapper, makin' the cripple roll around on the ground." She jabbed a finger up at him with narrowed eyes. "I got half a mind to beat your ass, funny man."
There seemed to be more harsh words just on the tip of her tongue, but she stopped when she noticed Cathrida just off to the side. Dannie grinned before giving a loud belly laugh and slapping the table.
"Well I'll be shucked and fucked! If it ain't the Butcher of Banzing back from the grave. What've you been up to you crazy Lunar bitch?" she asked, offering her hand across the table to shake.


@Crosswire Ooooh I like the shock weapon idea

Alright, that should take care of everything and thanks for everything you saud both criticism and compliment.


By the 9! A sci-fi roleplay that didn't die before even getting off the ground? What trickery is this!?

In all seriousness I'm very excited to throw my hat into the ring here and give this one a go.
yep, in fact I've already made one I just can't get the pictures to work

tried uploading them to imgur and everything
@Shiva dope I got this weekend off so I'll get working on a profile
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