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Time flies, right?

25/06/2024

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In Overtale 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@KaBling Awesome! I look forward to seeing your profile. XD


I believe my last attempt was pretty much Orange Soul but all depressed.

Lemme retry that sooner or later.
In Overtale 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
"In 8 hours, I've freed an underground society, helped a goat come to terms with himself, and saved the world. I had a really bad good time."

Okay. It's the holidays, I've finished the game, and I think it's time to make a PROPER application, not a splurge of depression.

First, getting some sleep! It doesn't help I'm an insomniac...
Brrr. I had a nasty dream involving pixels and excessive mining, then it became a (relaxing) nightmare over skeletons, flowers and the underground. Glad it was over almost as soon as I slept, waking wearily to a cold start. Again, I liked the cold, but it wasn't exactly good for healing... I mean, there was a large wound that had since frozen over. I was worried that it might lead to some nasty infection, though considering earlier incidents involving shadows and feathers, I would probably be alright. That didn't stop the feeling of pain and fatigue when I rose though, better than yesterday but only just. I really needed to eat something to get myself in a better position for our next fight. I snorted and rubbed my eye, wiping away snow as I observed a haze in the sky. It seemed as if none of the clouds had departed, leaving behind a frozen and creepy town, still being layered by snow and ice. The things that moved were us, in our sleep of course. The fire had since died out, as if its spark went away with our sleep.

My eye twitched towards shuffling sounds in the snow, but that was just Spruce brushing off snow that had covered him like a blanket in his sleep. Seriously, why didn't we bring any blankets? We're adventurers, we may as well prepare like one. Kamina mysteriously left a set radius of thawed yet mulched grass around himself, hinting at the consequences of forced thawing of the entire village (assuming it was even possible). I watched as Spruce began telling Anthony to await the rest of our crew, but it seemed to bring up a bit of tension between himself and Spruce. I'd like to assume even similar leaders tend to get into toxic relationships, simply because they both want a degree of power, which is what... explained to me as being a cause to some war. Darn it, I forgot his name already. I'm sure it was David or something. I had no idea I could forget someone so easily, someone so hurtful...

Enough of that. I don't have time to reminiscent while I bleed out on this marble floor. We needed to get to places, find a HELPFUL legendary and get this place restored. Maybe we'll be recognised as heroes and be taken out for free dinner or something. Either way, helpful for our ultimate plan to stop Desia... somehow. I'll admit it's probably just my plan. Assuming I even have a plan. Whatever.
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Yeah. Does your finger still need to heal up? We can wait if you need to.


He's got the regeneration of a hero in midst of a battle.

"Broken leg? Just wait 5 seconds and you'll grow a new one, using Regeneration Skill!"
I SEE YOU VIDEOMIXER

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pls stap my throat hurts now
So, after getting some assurance from Dorisma, I began walking towards the nomads. They pointed their weapons and poles at me, but I assured them that I was nothing more than a gambler looking to make some money. They raised their weapons as an old and hunch-backed Kobold (presumably their leader) waddled towards me, strafing around and sniffing at every corner of my body. "Er... so, you guys willing to make a few extra bucks for the journey ahead?" I asked, somewhat uncomfortable but ordered by temptation of money to stand my ground.

Though, immediately the village elder raised his head and scowled at me, cracked teeth showing as he quickly crawled back to his cart and ordered his men to move. "Hey, come on!" I felt as if someone just warned them that I was conman, pretty unfair considering I just wanted to break the silence. Perhaps being a Drake scared them. As the cart and the nomads trundled away, I walked back to Dorisma with my head pointed down. It took me a few seconds to raise my head up to Dorisma's height when I got to her. "Right, where were we?" I slipped my packet of cards into my pocket and started looking around like a meerkat, nothing of interest in the drier area. I swore I saw the outlines of the dust, but that was likely my imagination and a mirage playing with my mind.

"Oh, right! Dragon! Er..." I grasped my chin and - to my surprise - spotted a small but intimidating gang of dragons that seemed to be bragging about their latest exploits. I raised an eyebrow at the fact we could hear them from all the way here, as if- IT'S A TRAP. That, or they're idiots for thinking they're alone. "Hey, Dorisma... you mind accompanying me over to those dragons?" I asked, unsure what good would come from questioning them. However, the more time I spent questioning myself, the less chance we'd actually find that damned egg.
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Is it that obscure? I mean, Containment Breach was a huge trend among overrated let's players for a while. Dunno how many of them actually looped people back to the wiki, though.


I dunno about you man but I rarely hear about that game anymore, hence my assumptions.

Orwell.
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I have been known to binge excessively on SCP (sometimes even SPC) entries, tales, and canons from time to time. It's just that I can't be asked to have read every entry and remember what number they go with. Because holy shit, there are enough of those things to make the Pokedex look like a pamphlet and I'm not very good at remembering numbers. Plus it's hard to determine the exact cutoffs for when most entries were genuinely pretty creepy and enjoyable to read, when some entries were pretty creepy and others were trying but just kind of fell flat, and when most just seem to be someone's boring fantasy idea.

But yeah, I should probably get back to that at some point.

...holy shit, you're aware of the SCP Foundation.

Anyway, what I usually do is read random SCPs (randomiser located on the left-hand side). Sometimes I spend days just reading random articles.

Doesn't solve your problems, especially as this is actually a meme which forces people to read SCP Foundation.
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Another continuation in my trend of exponentially bishonen avatars. I think I may have reached the pinnacle for now, though. There aren't many things in the world that can claim to be as glamorous as Mettaton.

>when you do scp foundation (SCP-1715) and no one notices



Then again it's a pretty isolated community, with most references being obscure until you actively read almost every entry.

...

I SEE YOU VIDEOMIXER
Some of us wandered around for clues but to no avail, disappointment under the veil of the harsh blizzard that didn't seem to go away any time soon. I just floated around and inspected myself for damage, cringing somewhat as ice began to build up on a patch of missing metal. That'll probably give me nasty rusting once we get back, but at least the pain's gone away. Well, I don't mean while I'm bleeding on the floor, I mean back then when I wasn't such a fool. It seemed as if we'd have to bug out and call for help, but behold our saviour: a Kirlia (a small one at that, unabated by the snow)

"Er, anyone willing to question the fact some Pokemon appeared and disappeared out of nowhere?" I asked sheepishly, as everyone seemed convinced that there was no other alternative. Besides, I couldn't argue with their logic, since on Anthony's long-range hunch we were able to find an entire village covered in ice. Hopefully we'd be paid well for this. I rustled my feathers- no, I just wriggled in the air, almost stupidly following Anthony until I realised we would be staying for the night. I REALLY needed rest, especially as I wasn't fully healed from that earlier incident, propping myself on an empty frozen cart and rolling on my backside. Everyone seemed as worried as... each other, unsure of what's next come tomorrow. Just what would a legendary do to help us when there's all these dungeons popping up and spreading? I get it to save Josh's friend, but I really hope that's a good enough reason to swoop down and warm up the town. Assuming we manage to drive out the thing that's causing this big freeze.
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