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    1. NanoFreakV2 9 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current One does not simply perform a hardware assisted lithobraking twice.
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9 yrs ago
I don’t have a short temper, I just have a quick reaction to bullshit.
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9 yrs ago
"Will they stay when they see, what we have done just to be . . . free . . ."
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9 yrs ago
They're coming to make peace. Destroy them!
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9 yrs ago
If you see a bomb technician running, follow him.
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Maybe I'll add something about me here... someday...

But until then have some:

Landslide


Or maybe you'd prefer to become a criminal and drive it like you stole it?

And then, after you realize what horrible crimes you've done, you'd probably want to just get high and forget about things.

No?

Maybe you're a bit stressed out and insomnia has taken over. I'm certainly an insomniac, but not due to stress.

But fret not over crimes or stress or insomnia my friend, cause you shall gather the seven nation army and take over this forum!
Take the sky epxress to your throne, to make it yours to rule, more infamous than any Human alive.

Blind with power you'll become careless and indifferent of your eminent downfall. Desperate to hold on to that power, yet still a Dreamer, where others have failed, you are cunning.

And once the forums have been shook by your cymatics, down the road you make your escape to a place where the real stars are.

But remember, one day somebody might come back for you.



I didn't plan for this . . . it just happened. Still haven't written anything about myself in here... other than my music tastes.
Eh, maybe another day then.

Either way thanks for the visit!
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Theodore thrusted his chest forwards and arched his back causing popping sounds to reverberate through his body. He always felt it had an oddly calming effect on him. He took another gulp from his ale from his mug and observed in a slight expression of boredom, hoping the competition would start soon. His attention however fell on another hunter coming his way.

He looked peculiarly familiar to him. A moment of contemplation and his mind flashed back to when he was outside at the intriguing vendor’s stand. Yes, the hunter present there was familiar to the one approaching him. Their garments were also similar, although this one’s was less flashy. Surely they must have been associated to each other.

His thoughts were cut short as the hunter was now in front of him asking if the seat was taken. He barely managed to motion towards the seat, as the hunter sat down regardless of his response. It certainly seized his attention for the time being. Moreover so when the hunter began talking about his reputation. Theodore’s reputation was not a bright one, however it wasn’t a wide-spread one either. His actions were arbitrary and based on how his emotional state at the time being, which resulted in a rickety notoriety.

Theodore took another swig from his mug and finally spoke to the hunter. His contemplation had ensued in a nearly awkward period of silence after the fellow hunter had finished his sentence.

“Ah, it seems my reputation is slowly being incorporated into my shadow, making it hard to part with it. Not that I’d want to.” He snickered at his last comment and then inhaled deeply.
“Boredom.” He said rather abruptly and unlike his calm demeanor so far. “That’s what my reputation lacks to mention. The reason why I am . . .” his words were deep, and he obviously did not deny his reputation “. . . such a bloodthirsty killer. Though I’d prefer being called a bored man, opposed to that. It is also what brought me here. Indeed I may have heard of this coven you speak. I hope it to be a fountain of entertainment that will drown the dullness.”

Theodore rubbed his chin. “That aside however, allow me to apologize first. I have no doubt you have a reputation of your own, however I tend to not recognize that by the looks. How embarrassing of me.” He shook his head with a rather satiric smile plastered on his face.

“What was your name again?” He asked in spite of the fact the fellow hunter had not mentioned his name before.

@agentmanatee
@6slyboy6I am, and I will get one up soon. Hadn't worked on it as much as I was still waiting for people to join the RP.
@Natsucooldude Yeah well that's the issue with not setting a fixed hour. Me and Molly were even in the TP on that thursday and just as we wanted to start it you went offline. In any case I would be able to do it an hour later but we'd have to keep it short cause I won't be able to stay for too long if we start that late (at least late in my case).
@Mcmolly@Natsucooldude
Seeing as this is not going anywhere at the moment like this, I'll suggest another collab at fixed time. I'd go with tomorrow once again at around 8 P.M. UTC/GMT.
@Karl Kadaver I'd also probably go with @Jupiter Hollow and @Aerandir's ideas. Branch out or have @Madame Kitten's chars go on hiatus as well.
@Errant Son I will have you with a bottle of wine and a hot tub. Otherwise you can only participate in this truly amazing RP. Sounds cool?
:D
Of course, there is 2 people in the interest check who I have to call here still.


Correction, one person you need to call here.
That's right! I've been watching . . . from the shadows . . .
So make some room in that hot-tub dammit! xD
@Vocab Ah shiet I forgot about him. Well I've already posted, so why don't you send Wren in Theodore's direction in your next post.
The amount of hunters piling in that tavern. xD
But can the tavern hold em all?
Walking through the various dark alleys Theodore noted how alive this night felt. It felt unlike any other. The first sign of it was the unusual vendor at this time in the night. “ . . . Come all to Fey’s shop of the odd and . . .” His attention span was short and he soon tuned out. He liked these kind of nights. The bigger the crowd, the higher the chance of something interesting happening.

He reached the place that accommodated the hustle and bustle. The tavern. The vendor he had heard earlier was being approached by a rather flashy looking hunter. He only nodded while closing his eyes in sign of greeting as the other hunter was pursuing some possibly lead about a witch coven. Theodore however did not pay much attention, instead allowing the conversation to caress his ears as a mere background static. The corners of his mouth jerked into a faint smile at the sight of the fraudulent wares.

I guess the fictitiousness of these wares lies in the eye of the observer, Theodore thought, contemplating on the nature of these items. He didn’t spend much time doing so however, and before the vendor even had the chance to give response to the other hunter, Theodore bid both of them a good evening and headed for the tavern entrance.

Just as he opened the door a white wolf made its way out on its own. Rather interesting to see it acting on its own like that. No doubt it belong to a hunter. Theodore raised his head and glimpsed inside, and indeed he was right. At least three other hunters resided inside along with the rest of the common folk.
It reminded Theodore of the time when he was first drafted into the hunter ranks and he mentally shook his head at what he had been taught.

Courage? Honor? Is that what defines hunters? What a joke.

He didn’t care one bit about that.
“So, a challenge is it?” He heard a woman sitting at the counter say.
Definitely not the usual night, he thought as he walked up to the counter and lifted one finger indicating he was taking one of the usual. He had tried in the past to drown out his boredom with various ales, yet his body rejected the poison before it surmounted to any form of actual entertainment. The tavern entertainment had to be provided by the rest of the crowd present, if at all.

He looked to his side at the hunter and the lady as they prepared for their challenge. Theodore couldn’t help but lift an eyebrow at the amount of empty mugs strew in front of the elegant lady. The stories he had heard before crossed his mind.

Nah, it can’t be. Can it? He thought.

Before he had the chance to ponder on that further the bartender returned with his ale and after paying, Theodore retreated to a quieter corner of the tavern, where he could observe the entire scene.

It could get interesting tonight. That is if the stories are true. I will watch closely.
@McmollyWell I guess it depends on how long we are willing to wait on the group up.
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