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Racism -is- bad. Except against elves.
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Yes. -YES.- Happy Turkey Domination Day.
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Unlike our technologically challenged peers, I used Google. Apparently Percy Jackson and the Olympians and related shit.
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Everything has to wine & dine me first.
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No can do, son. I'm running for senator one day.
Bio
Heyo. I'm Lith/Hael.
I come on here to RP once in a blue moon, and go on the Discord to shitpost when is appropriate. Which is usually always.
Generally speaking I enjoy arena fights and 1x1 roleplays. Least that's where I'm at right now. Currently I am in three fights [!!] and zero 1x1 roleplays. If you seek me out and my number of roleplays is above zero, I won't say no necessarily, but that does mean my glorious ability to get distracted may kick on.
Aside from all that, I'm a dude in my 30's in the medical field. Work full time, I'm usually busy all of Friday-Sunday, then have a shorter shift Monday. Then Tuesday-Thursday I'm free.
You got any ideas to spitball, DM me. Also open to Discord. My schedule makes it so I can never play, but I used to very frequently be in 3.5 and Pathfinder games, so if you wanna talk tabletop, games, anime, or whatever else nerd nonsense, got you covered.
What else. Ah yeah. The King of the Hill reboot is gonna fucking suck.
I come on here to RP once in a blue moon, and go on the Discord to shitpost when is appropriate. Which is usually always.
Generally speaking I enjoy arena fights and 1x1 roleplays. Least that's where I'm at right now. Currently I am in three fights [!!] and zero 1x1 roleplays. If you seek me out and my number of roleplays is above zero, I won't say no necessarily, but that does mean my glorious ability to get distracted may kick on.
Aside from all that, I'm a dude in my 30's in the medical field. Work full time, I'm usually busy all of Friday-Sunday, then have a shorter shift Monday. Then Tuesday-Thursday I'm free.
You got any ideas to spitball, DM me. Also open to Discord. My schedule makes it so I can never play, but I used to very frequently be in 3.5 and Pathfinder games, so if you wanna talk tabletop, games, anime, or whatever else nerd nonsense, got you covered.
What else. Ah yeah. The King of the Hill reboot is gonna fucking suck.
Most Recent Posts
One time I went to a forums. And people were writing stuff there. But it was like.
It wasn't very good. They kept celebrating particular days of the week for some reason.
Filled me with bone clacking horror. I had to exit that tab in my browser. Some say if you listen carefully, you can still read it or something.
It wasn't very good. They kept celebrating particular days of the week for some reason.
Filled me with bone clacking horror. I had to exit that tab in my browser. Some say if you listen carefully, you can still read it or something.
@Lith I honestly can’t tell if your being serious or not
I'm sorry to hear that!
I might need to tutor you and whatsherface. You guys seem easily confused a lot.
@wheels u didn't wish us a good friday >:(
i had a bad friday and it's all ur fault >:(
Every Friday it's like you forget what day it is for some reason.
I'm starting to think you're easily confused. It's Saturday now. I forgive you for your early onset senility but don't let it happen again.
Hm. I'm down, but I submit the following.
Genre: Political theater in wartime.
Time Period: the 1600s AD, but in something of a fantasy AU. Yes.
Character Format: whichever I choose to use, mine are pretty cool.
Incidentally, my character will be Time Breaker Joe Rogan. He has imbibed too many illicit substances one day on his podcast, and now he's in another time, another place. The tallest mountain started as a stone, Joe Rogan is stoned.
Genre: Political theater in wartime.
Time Period: the 1600s AD, but in something of a fantasy AU. Yes.
Character Format: whichever I choose to use, mine are pretty cool.
Incidentally, my character will be Time Breaker Joe Rogan. He has imbibed too many illicit substances one day on his podcast, and now he's in another time, another place. The tallest mountain started as a stone, Joe Rogan is stoned.
Welcome individual, to RPG. I hope you enjoy your stay. You should roleplay Kirby in the Arena section and vore people -- platonically of course.
what about friday? 🥺 do you wish us a good friday, ms. wheels? 👉👈
It's Thursday.
Some offense or whatever but you need to pay more attention.
Yes, among other things. However. Allow I, Prophet Lith the Great to predict further shenanigans.
Chi. Pollution. Megazord. Firearm. Neck. Gasoline. Heart. Wooh, deep as I can go, I'm fatigued.
What does it mean? Find out!
Chi. Pollution. Megazord. Firearm. Neck. Gasoline. Heart. Wooh, deep as I can go, I'm fatigued.
What does it mean? Find out!
Rough summary:
LeeRoy goes "hey Lith, join my team, we're gonna fight in a war with people"
I go "okay I guess" and he has me chat with some wieners. They quit when they can't get someone.
LeeRoy goes "Wait gosh golly! :o I got another group we can engage in a war with!"
I go "yeah. Alright sounds cool." Thus the "Bolts."
What ensued was a near year long saga of Discord debate. Fortunately I'm Lith the Great so I won the debate the biggest and made us post again. Now we're here posting. Also as Bango astutely pointed out, one of their teammates disappeared. I tried getting a replacement for them but they rejected my immense kindness and my massive humility.
LeeRoy goes "hey Lith, join my team, we're gonna fight in a war with people"
I go "okay I guess" and he has me chat with some wieners. They quit when they can't get someone.
LeeRoy goes "Wait gosh golly! :o I got another group we can engage in a war with!"
I go "yeah. Alright sounds cool." Thus the "Bolts."
What ensued was a near year long saga of Discord debate. Fortunately I'm Lith the Great so I won the debate the biggest and made us post again. Now we're here posting. Also as Bango astutely pointed out, one of their teammates disappeared. I tried getting a replacement for them but they rejected my immense kindness and my massive humility.
It’s hard to say what this “Hael” would do in response to such a doomsday scenario where the vile wind and life force fueled strikes barraged them. Ideally, Hayden Armstrong meanwhile would avoid any such macabre timeline. Forsooth, it was certainly grand the *man piloted mecha* was so swift. Yet perhaps more fortunate still was a greedy hostile.
Like the individual grains of sand in the hourglass, time was always the greatest resource and the most contemptable obstacle to songs of triumph. One would do well when faced by a volley of arrows to raise their shield. Faced with a battering ram, well advised to avoid its trajectory would be a skilled warrior. Yet when faced with the piercing stings and the bludgeoning force all at once, raising your shield, dodging to the side, praying to your god to invoke a oathbound blessing that enhanced your body’s attributes, then launching a volley of attacks meant compared to any one reaction a compromise. At least, this was according to the database regarding clerics, foul divine wizards they were. All the same, compromise – perhaps in effect, certainly in that precious time we mentioned earlier. And like ripples in the stream of history, they beget more ripples.
It would then do well to be succinct and summarize where ripples began to flow. Senko had hardy no doubt unnatural flesh, likely through some sort of ill conceived barrier magic. This pushed them to do something rather foolish. Reyes had not been a threat, their projectiles neither enough to kill nor even wound.. and yet Senko saw fit to avoid them. Worse, saw fit to hit a feverish stride to reach *Hayden* of all people. Quick enough that their estimate was a physical encounter with an attempted “jab” right after the imminent “detonation” of all things! But not so quick that there wasn’t a timeline stretched, between this movement and action, then with the alleged metal rending storm. A time where destruction had not been wrought upon Armstrong’s person, and yet the enemy tango closed their gap just enough. A brief flash of blue silver.
Armstrong’s Intel brand CPU, unaffected by the various performance hits that previous generations suffered, could work out the math on this warped version of “if one train is moving at X MPH and another at Y, when do they meet.” Again, it would be a mere flash of blue & silver in that decisive moment – a hidden element to this math equation kept secret from the opposition, that would be the conclusive dark variable of the trick question at hand. Although not terribly strong on its own sans a bit of charge time, Senko seemingly throwing themselves towards it out of sheer hubris certainly would help. That being…
//Moonlight Beam//.
A plasma blade stretched “light” that even amidst the sauna this forest had been reduced to, would freeze bitterly. This aspect was unlikely to meaningfully affect the dubious gendered ninja clan, they were wizards at the heart of things after all. Elemental magic’s their bread and butter. The focused vacuum and cutting edge that would blast forth however; well tests had shown it working decently on numerous sorcerers. And they tended to have access to “Mage Armor” and the like. It was reasonable to assume a similar principle would take root here.
Hopefully in that moment, the combined efforts of Senko and Hayden would drive this metaphorical blade deep into the hostile’s heart. And if not, well that sucks. Ripples were messy, that’s why you shouldn’t stare at bodies of water nor gleam metaphors out of them.
Like the individual grains of sand in the hourglass, time was always the greatest resource and the most contemptable obstacle to songs of triumph. One would do well when faced by a volley of arrows to raise their shield. Faced with a battering ram, well advised to avoid its trajectory would be a skilled warrior. Yet when faced with the piercing stings and the bludgeoning force all at once, raising your shield, dodging to the side, praying to your god to invoke a oathbound blessing that enhanced your body’s attributes, then launching a volley of attacks meant compared to any one reaction a compromise. At least, this was according to the database regarding clerics, foul divine wizards they were. All the same, compromise – perhaps in effect, certainly in that precious time we mentioned earlier. And like ripples in the stream of history, they beget more ripples.
It would then do well to be succinct and summarize where ripples began to flow. Senko had hardy no doubt unnatural flesh, likely through some sort of ill conceived barrier magic. This pushed them to do something rather foolish. Reyes had not been a threat, their projectiles neither enough to kill nor even wound.. and yet Senko saw fit to avoid them. Worse, saw fit to hit a feverish stride to reach *Hayden* of all people. Quick enough that their estimate was a physical encounter with an attempted “jab” right after the imminent “detonation” of all things! But not so quick that there wasn’t a timeline stretched, between this movement and action, then with the alleged metal rending storm. A time where destruction had not been wrought upon Armstrong’s person, and yet the enemy tango closed their gap just enough. A brief flash of blue silver.
Armstrong’s Intel brand CPU, unaffected by the various performance hits that previous generations suffered, could work out the math on this warped version of “if one train is moving at X MPH and another at Y, when do they meet.” Again, it would be a mere flash of blue & silver in that decisive moment – a hidden element to this math equation kept secret from the opposition, that would be the conclusive dark variable of the trick question at hand. Although not terribly strong on its own sans a bit of charge time, Senko seemingly throwing themselves towards it out of sheer hubris certainly would help. That being…
//Moonlight Beam//.
A plasma blade stretched “light” that even amidst the sauna this forest had been reduced to, would freeze bitterly. This aspect was unlikely to meaningfully affect the dubious gendered ninja clan, they were wizards at the heart of things after all. Elemental magic’s their bread and butter. The focused vacuum and cutting edge that would blast forth however; well tests had shown it working decently on numerous sorcerers. And they tended to have access to “Mage Armor” and the like. It was reasonable to assume a similar principle would take root here.
Hopefully in that moment, the combined efforts of Senko and Hayden would drive this metaphorical blade deep into the hostile’s heart. And if not, well that sucks. Ripples were messy, that’s why you shouldn’t stare at bodies of water nor gleam metaphors out of them.
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