I have been meaning to make a post of me running if needed. Just been a nuts week. (And also, the sky is blue.)
I'm cool posting before or after, I really have no preference.
I'm cool posting before or after, I really have no preference.
NorthernGR
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STATUS: Always fun seeing your last status was a year ago, showing how long it was since you used the site. *sighs* 7 yrs ago
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Always fun seeing your last status was a year ago, showing how long it was since you used the site. *sighs*
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8 yrs ago
Hey you, yeah, you. You're a cool person, and I hope you have a good day/night/evening.
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8 yrs ago
I have returned to Guild, and so restarts the timer until I vanish without a word once again. As is tradition.
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8 yrs ago
*Looking at first post I ever made on RPG, it was 2 years ago.* HOW! HOW HAS IT BEEN THAT LONG!! WHAT!! HOW?!
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8 yrs ago
Heeelp... Dragon... Age origins... consuming.. SOUL... and....FREE TIME!!
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Either you're very bored or I'm very late to a post if you're checking my profile, either way, I am sorry.
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I've gotten busier all of a sudden and don't think I'll be able to make it for this. Wanted to tell you so I didn't leave you hanging and so I could say sorry.
Sorry! :(
Sorry! :(
Cool idea! I'm interested if I can figure out a cool idea and find the time to apply!
:)
:)
I doubt chimneys are gonna be too big of a stretch haha.
I'll keep that in mind for Meryn. Next time I feel like having Ronken jump off a cliff I'll be sure to have him grab her first :P
I'll keep that in mind for Meryn. Next time I feel like having Ronken jump off a cliff I'll be sure to have him grab her first :P
oh shit for real? i totally thought it was intentional lol
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I'm just getting more and more confused now like?! What?! I swear I intended for actual cover but my words are right there haha. I must have been out of it while writing, geez :P
I think the thought process I went to was I didn't think Ronken was well enough to pull anyone to the chimney (And I felt like I was taking too much time up already.) For some reason I imagined a sloped roof, but when I posted it I realized it wouldn't be. So now my last conclusion is I actually somehow thought laying prone would somehow obscure from someone in an elevated position!
I just.. I dunno man.. I also didn't want to take too much choice from you by pulling you into cover or anything.
I am so confused how I wrote that without realizing what I was... writing?! Haha.
Well that's hilarious.
I'm also looking forward to having Ronken try to attempt more parkour! What could go wrong?
@Mokley
Would it be possible for Ronken to know of any ways out of the city? The whole premise for these places were that no one left except for travelers. So I can't see how there would be anything except normal gates. Unless there were secret exits that only criminals and stuff knew about. I dunno. Just checking. Otherwise we're making a sprint back to the gate.
Haha I didn't even think about the fact that the tackle would have been in the open, somehow it just... slipped my mind?! That is so hilarious to me, unintentional in character moment for Ronken then I suppose.
Touchdown! I did it :D
@c3p-0h It's okay, I'm getting better. And Thanks <3 But I needed to get this out, way overdue.
(As is usual for me. Again, sorry.)
I'm rarely 100%, which is partially why this is a pattern with me. (That and the general stuff everyone deals with.)
But I wanna be part of this RP, so I need to keep up. :p So here's hoping I don't do this again for at least a month.
EDIT: Mokley I just saw you made another RP. Seriously girl, you need help. Like get a therapist, sign up for a substance abuse program, something. I don't know how you haven't gone crazy yet. (As if you aren't already a little crazy :P )
@c3p-0h It's okay, I'm getting better. And Thanks <3 But I needed to get this out, way overdue.
(As is usual for me. Again, sorry.)
I'm rarely 100%, which is partially why this is a pattern with me. (That and the general stuff everyone deals with.)
But I wanna be part of this RP, so I need to keep up. :p So here's hoping I don't do this again for at least a month.
EDIT: Mokley I just saw you made another RP. Seriously girl, you need help. Like get a therapist, sign up for a substance abuse program, something. I don't know how you haven't gone crazy yet. (As if you aren't already a little crazy :P )
Having just pinched himself on the arm, Ronken was becoming more and more convinced this wasn't just a drug induced fever dream. Piss.
He had collapsed flat on the roof as soon as he'd made it up. Only slowly leaning over to check his leg. He cringed, his face scrunching up in worry. It looked pretty bad, those teeth were sharper than any knife he'd seen. Luckily his hand only had a gash on the back of it.
His breath was a few ticks short of hyperventilation, fighting through the tired haze for every breath. He managed to get himself sitting up and looking around. As much as he would love to take one of his oh so favorite daytime naps, he had enough mind to keep alert. Well, as alert as possible.
He was a bit put off by the swirl of black shit everywhere, like literally, everywhere. It didn't seem like the usual shit in the air either which is what scared him. He was used to the smoke polluting the air, it was the lower town's signature scent. But this stuff was just.. wrong.
Though he had been reciting, 'Screw Magic, Screw Magic Bugs, and Screw Travelers', over and over in the back of his head for the last six minutes, he would admit he was thankful for the... bubble... thing..
He jolted at a clang. The Traveler threw a bit of a fit. She had tossed her fancy brass mask to the ground and taken a seat. Right, she was the victim here. Not the innocent deliveryman just trying to make a living in a shit economy. The Man who had been beaten, blinded and deafened, attacked by a magic bug, and then attacked by a crystal monster thing. The man who was one more mystifying magical being away from a nervous break down. About to start gibbering and rocking around in a corner.
She locked eyes with him for a second, some dumb sad look on her face. He doubted it was concern, he just shot a glare back at her.
He wanted to yell. Break out every curse he knew, and even a few hand gestures.
He'd say what an utterly useless Traveler she was, that he'd seen blood thirsty crooks more reasonable and helpful than her, that at this point he was going to just tear up the letter, how that mask was stupid and uncool, if she liked to attack everyone trying to do her a service, call her magic bug lame, and finally tell her that he'd thought she was a man until she'd taken off that stupid and uncool mask.
What stopped him from going on this rant was a scream from the streets.
His ears had finally stopped ringing, and now he just heard... Everthing. The wails of men and woman, roaring fires and collapsing buildings. He finally was registering the smell to. The Smell. It was like someone had left something on the fire for too long. Far, far, too long. If there was a time today where he would have thrown up, it would have been now.
He leaned over and looked out across the city, and what he saw-
Ronken didn't have anyone he was close with, not really. But still, this was his home hellish as it was. He had friends, haunts, the occasional good memory. Now all he saw was blackness and fire.
He wanted some answers.
"What happened?" He asked. His voice was quiet, but there was an edge to it.
He looked to Meryn, she was holding out a rag to him, but he quickly slapped her hand aside without a thought.
"Say something damn it! Wha-What-", he paused trying to think of what to say. His eyes glanced over to where the club would have been. All he saw in that direction was the fire and blackness, -"What the FUCK happened?!" His voice broke.
The bug swayed over his ankle and told him that he was poisoned. That he was going to die. That dying wasn't so bad. He disagreed, dying was very, very bad. He was about to scream at the thing when a bolt flew past his face. Barely missing him by a few inches, landing with a crack into the roof next to Meryn.
He realized that it didn't miss the bug, which was now collapsed in his lap. He yelled another curse and pulled himself, Meryn, and the fairy into cover. Cover being lying prone against the roof hoping to not get shot.
He had collapsed flat on the roof as soon as he'd made it up. Only slowly leaning over to check his leg. He cringed, his face scrunching up in worry. It looked pretty bad, those teeth were sharper than any knife he'd seen. Luckily his hand only had a gash on the back of it.
His breath was a few ticks short of hyperventilation, fighting through the tired haze for every breath. He managed to get himself sitting up and looking around. As much as he would love to take one of his oh so favorite daytime naps, he had enough mind to keep alert. Well, as alert as possible.
He was a bit put off by the swirl of black shit everywhere, like literally, everywhere. It didn't seem like the usual shit in the air either which is what scared him. He was used to the smoke polluting the air, it was the lower town's signature scent. But this stuff was just.. wrong.
Though he had been reciting, 'Screw Magic, Screw Magic Bugs, and Screw Travelers', over and over in the back of his head for the last six minutes, he would admit he was thankful for the... bubble... thing..
He jolted at a clang. The Traveler threw a bit of a fit. She had tossed her fancy brass mask to the ground and taken a seat. Right, she was the victim here. Not the innocent deliveryman just trying to make a living in a shit economy. The Man who had been beaten, blinded and deafened, attacked by a magic bug, and then attacked by a crystal monster thing. The man who was one more mystifying magical being away from a nervous break down. About to start gibbering and rocking around in a corner.
She locked eyes with him for a second, some dumb sad look on her face. He doubted it was concern, he just shot a glare back at her.
He wanted to yell. Break out every curse he knew, and even a few hand gestures.
He'd say what an utterly useless Traveler she was, that he'd seen blood thirsty crooks more reasonable and helpful than her, that at this point he was going to just tear up the letter, how that mask was stupid and uncool, if she liked to attack everyone trying to do her a service, call her magic bug lame, and finally tell her that he'd thought she was a man until she'd taken off that stupid and uncool mask.
What stopped him from going on this rant was a scream from the streets.
His ears had finally stopped ringing, and now he just heard... Everthing. The wails of men and woman, roaring fires and collapsing buildings. He finally was registering the smell to. The Smell. It was like someone had left something on the fire for too long. Far, far, too long. If there was a time today where he would have thrown up, it would have been now.
He leaned over and looked out across the city, and what he saw-
Ronken didn't have anyone he was close with, not really. But still, this was his home hellish as it was. He had friends, haunts, the occasional good memory. Now all he saw was blackness and fire.
He wanted some answers.
"What happened?" He asked. His voice was quiet, but there was an edge to it.
He looked to Meryn, she was holding out a rag to him, but he quickly slapped her hand aside without a thought.
"Say something damn it! Wha-What-", he paused trying to think of what to say. His eyes glanced over to where the club would have been. All he saw in that direction was the fire and blackness, -"What the FUCK happened?!" His voice broke.
The bug swayed over his ankle and told him that he was poisoned. That he was going to die. That dying wasn't so bad. He disagreed, dying was very, very bad. He was about to scream at the thing when a bolt flew past his face. Barely missing him by a few inches, landing with a crack into the roof next to Meryn.
He realized that it didn't miss the bug, which was now collapsed in his lap. He yelled another curse and pulled himself, Meryn, and the fairy into cover. Cover being lying prone against the roof hoping to not get shot.
I'm really freaking sorry I've been holding everything up!! D: It has been a really off week for me. I'm still not feeling great but I'm doing better. I'm in a moment where I think I can actually focus. So I'll be working on my post now. I hope to get it up by the end of the night.
Again, sorry. :(
Again, sorry. :(
Sorry that I haven't gotten a post out yet. I'm not disappearing again, I've been trying to find time but I just haven't been feeling well. So I'm trying to just find an hour to sit down and knock it out.
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