Kassarock

REACH HEAVEN THROUGH VIOLENCE - Cosmic Isekai Asskicking Adventure

@Kassarock Will you choose to be a king? Or will you choose to remain as you are? Peasant!

@Dead Cruiser

To seek royalty is to place it forever beyond one's grasp.

REACH HEAVEN THROUGH VIOLENCE - Cosmic Isekai Asskicking Adventure

*Looks at RP*

*Looks at profile picture*

*Looks back at RP*

...I could be interested.

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Yeah sorry for the wait, should have something up tomorrow or the next day.

Elder Scrolls: Wrath of Akatosh (Interest Check)

I see your RP Poo, and I want to join, but I probably shouldn't do that while procrastinating on replies for other stuff I'm already in.

Microfiction&Poetry #8 - voing and feedback

My vote will be going to Writing, definitely my favourite piece of this contest and the one which read with most heart, soul and passion for me. I connected more with this one on an emotional level, and hence it has my vote.

As for the other entries, I applaud the panache of absolute minimalism, but would suggest its minimalism is perhaps a bit too absolute, even Hemmingway had his limits.

With words, unfortunately I've never been much of a fan of the acrostic form when it comes to poetry, although I suppose its use here is more fitting to the theme than other examples I've come across. I also felt some of the words which formed the acrostic of 'Writing' were somewhat weak choices, your use of 'The' as an example. I think I would have preferred it more if you had stuck to more thematic examples, like you did with the first three lines, which I felt were the strongest in the poem.

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@Rising Dusk@Archangel89 Okay so I just put us all together at the entrance to the tavern since that's where we seemed to be clustering, hope no one minds, am happy to edit.

Also, RIP my regular posting schedule. I worked away the weekend before last, was ill all of the last one, and am working away this one.

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A S H | D E A D S N O W S | U K T A R 5 T H

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Ash seemed to shrink into himself under the barrage of casual insults levelled at him by the guardsmen. It wasn't anything particularly new, or particularly hurtful, but in the back of his mind he had held onto the small hope that it would somehow be... different, here in Deadsnows. He had almost resigned himself to spending the night out in the cold comforts of Snowtown before he realised that despite their hostility, the soldiers would allow him through the gates.

Immediately, he perked up a little, and stuttered his way through a brief thank you before making his way through the gate and into the town beyond.

Inside the walls the snow on the ground had been trampled into a brown slush. Tightly packed buildings of rough hewn stone and raw timber leaned in to each other, as if huddled close for warmth. Warmth. That was Ash's most pressing concern now he had made it into Deadsnows. He needed to get out of the cold and find somewhere he could spend the night.

Thankfully, a building larger and stouter built than its neighbours quickly appeared through the evening gloom once he was a short way into the small town. Judging the noise and the light spilling from its windows, it was some kind of tavern. A wooden sign swung above the doorway, depicting a large smith's hammer and some kind of flower. It would more than make do for tonight.

As he approached the entrance, there seemed to be some kind of a knot of people that had formed there. One of them was a elf, with long pale hair, dressed in flowing robes. Whilst the other was a strangely stressed man the likes of which Ash had never seen before. Had they travelled from somewhere even more distant than he to come to Deasnows?

He wanted to get out of the cold and into the dry, comfortable, warmth of the tavern, but at the same time he was loathe to interrupt these strangers in whatever it was they were doing. Still, it was getting dark, and the wind was positively freezing. Ash shivered deeply once more beneath his fur travelling cloak before he decided to make his presence known with a small clearing of his throat.

"Um, sorry to bother you, but if I could just get squeeze pass please, that would be -err- great, thanks?"

Is there clearly something wrong with my RP ideas?

Chill your beans, you've only been on the site three days.

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Anyone want to interact with Ash at all? I was planning on having him show up the inn now, looking for a room, so he has the potential to bump into Okubo, Vendras and Sanhala (and Marcus, depending on if you wanna get screwy with chronology lol).