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Current One might say I've perfected it
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Well, I guess we can't all be poohead
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Stay sexy out there, RPGuild
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Let's try to keep it 2 consecutive status updates or less today, please.
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Arab voters were already voting against Kamala because of the Biden administration's Israel policy. Bill Clinton didn't help, but it was already showing in the polls at that point.
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About Me








Name: Ben
Username: The one and only. Dare I say?
Age: 30
Ethnicity: Mixed
Sex: Male
Religion: Christian (Nondenominational)
Languages: English, Japanese (Semi-fluent & learning), I also know some Scots Gaelic, Quenyan (Elvish), and Miccosukee (My tribal tongue)
Relationship Status: Single (Though generally unavailable unless I find I really enjoy someone).






Current Projects/Freelance work

  • I am a voice talent and script writer for Faerun History
  • I have a much smaller personal Youtube channel that I use to make videos on various subjects. Only been making videos for 2 years, but it's growing!
  • I'm the host of a Science Fiction & Fantasy Podcast where I interview authors of the genre.




Interests (Includes but is not limited to)

  • Writing/Reading (Love writing and I own too many books)
  • Video Games (Been a gamer for close to 23 years now)
  • Working Out/Martial Arts (Wing Chun/Oyama Karate mostly. Some historical swordplay as well.)
  • History (Military History is my specialty)
  • Zoology
  • Art (Mostly Illustrations. Used to be good. Am picking it back up)
  • Voice Acting/Singing
  • Tabletop Gaming (Started late in the game. Been at it for 3 years. I was the kid who bought the monster manuals and D&D books just for the lore for the longest time. I've played 3.5e, 5e, Star Wars D20, Edge of the Empire, PF, and PF2.)
  • Weaponry of all kinds
  • Anime (mostly action/shonen. DBZ & YYH being my favorites)
  • Movies (Action/War/Drama films being my go-to)
  • Music (Rock of all kinds, as well as historical folk songs, sea shanties, pub songs, a bit of classical music, etc)
  • Guitar (am learning to play, but being left handed makes it challenging)
  • There's more but if you care enough you can PM me :P




Roleplay F.A.Q.

  • Fantasy, Sci Fi, and Historical are my genres. Fantasy being my favorite and Sci Fi/Historical being close seconds.
  • Advanced / Nation / 1x1 / Casual (only in certain circumstances)
  • I generally write at the 'Advanced Level' meaning 4+ Paragraphs with good grammar.
  • I am usually busy with many projects and RPs, but if you wish to do a 1x1 with me, you'll need to present your case. Those I already do it with have my trust as a Roleplayer.
  • I love many, many fictional universes so me trying to list them all is an effort in futility!






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Still not quite finished, slowly but surely though. Who wants to tell me if they want to be rivals/friends/enemies with my guy?

PFC Colin Nelson


Through that Ragnafire artillery attack, Colin spent most of his time resting his head against the barrel of his rifle and closing his eyes. He'd like to think he focused too long and too hard on his shots. But he knew that this battle was the most intense one he'd been in, in some time. Still, what Colin did best was shoot well and bounce back with little effect. He made it to the safe house with his signature smile and wave to whoever looked his way. He meandered about for awhile, trying to find some good food and snatching up whatever he could find with his high metabolism. But eventually he found himself two of the girls in his unit. He popped his head into the room they were in. "Hey, you girl's drinking? Got any food?"

@Little_ninja@Evil Snowman
"Hmmm?" Was all the escaped Bardeck's mouth. He turned to Brona who was hustling to catch him, his brow raised as his stride slowed. For a man so fearsome and strong looking, he looked very much the youth he was when surprised or confused. "Uh sure, I'll wait." he chuckled. He'd not been thanked for doing what came natural to him in a long time, and he slowed down just enough for her to walk astride Gideon and he. The dog trotted forward, giving Brona a glance, his tongue lolling out.

He felt awkward enough when in social situations, having grown up with both the Nords and Orcs. He mostly spoke with craftsmanship and combat. Bardeck was far more used to blunt statements and people who never asked for anything from him, nor did he hardly ever get thanked. It was a nice surprise. At least he did know how to be was nice and respectful. Somehow, it was easier to be himself in high staked situations. He never figured out why, and he gave the woman a smile.

As they approached the Oblivion Gates, he had to agree with Brona. He was unfamiliar with how magick worked, but whatever the hell these portals were, they seemed powerful and complicated. Things only to be tampered with by Gods and Demons. Even Gideon seemed a bit wary, ears tucked back and tail stiffened. Bardeck held his shield out protectively in front of him, and lengthened his strides to get a bit further ahead of the other two just in case. His eyes never escaped the gates, however. He swore he could see another world within. "Yeah..." His voice trailed off. He had no words to give at the sight.

Oh thank God. I thought I saw a 2 in there.
I am up next, and will post within a day or two!
I do say this with reluctance, because I know most of y'all and love nation RPing with you. But I think I might need to drop out. I was iffy at first, but then I got encouraged and decided 'what the heck' and made a Nation I like. But I am swamped with many things at the moment, and y'all deserve a regular poster. I apologize.
If you want, use my trading/privateer/ranger empire as a story hook for some of you.
Unfortunate, but we do need to keep things going so we can mech fight.
Beren's arms crossed, he gave Geradin a grin at Alice's mention. "Here that? You can't come." he joked. The Dwarf grumbled at that, waving a dismissive hand and going 'bah'. "I've been tae Vrettonia! Nothing but sissy Knights and even sissier magic users. Only one person ever come out of there with a good head on her shoulders, and that's Alice by me beard!" he exclaimed, then blinked. "Speakin' of which, you should grow a beard lad."

Beren the human scratched his chin, with only the barest hint of a 5'Oclock shadow. "My father's side of the family can't grow beards very well. It's the savage blood." he replied, referring to the Southland tribes that lived among the dangerous jungles just as naturally as Northmen lived among civilized towns and cities. Indeed, the caramel skinned young man had shown he was a bit more used to this forest than most, save the Elves perhaps.

Argon stalked forward, elongating his rather considerable reptilian neck to view the interaction between Jezebeth and the men of the party. "Yesssss, my people do not act in such a fashion. We find suitable mates through smell." he explained, not caring or simply being ignorant to how awkward he could make a situation. "It is also a good way to sense who is and is not healthy, such as diseases among the females."

His tongue flicked in and out, and he shook his head. "This...female smells strange, if she is indeed female. I cannot tell with you humans, or Elves, or Elf Giants. But as for the Old one? No, I have never hunted such a being."

"Old one? The Dragon?" Calanon asked.

"Yesssss. We revere and respect them, though we shall defend ourselves if needed. I have hunted man and beast through the marshes and jungles, but Old Ones are neither. They are ssssssomething more. Perhaps it would be besssst to avoid the Old One for now, though it would be an honor to sssspeak to one. There should be plenty of beasts to slay if these Elvessss ssspeak truthfully." For indeed, they had explained that the Dragon's present had riled up many monsters.

An-Hasst could see Sett's wandering eye, as well as Argon's confusion over Jezebeth, and everyone's reluctance to fight the Dragon save Beren, Geradin, and Ursaren.
@BCTheEntity@Darkraven@The Fated Fallen@Fetzen
@Big DreadLooks like I am going Guard Captain and he is Admiral. I should have a character in a day or two.
Herold kept himself quiet for the most part. A grim faced sentinel with weapons at the ready. He admitted he was surprised at how casual everyone was acting, save the Sororitas up front. His question to her was that why they would invite him here if he was not to speak and guide them? He gave a shrug to himself, and a quiet grunt. It was not his place to question the Inquisition or the Inquisition's choices. He would simply be along for the ride.

The hissing of the vehicle was a signal for them to get out, and he stepped out onto pad C-21. He surveyed the area, realizing at once where they were. He should have suspected they would be using one of the Sororitas vehicles, and his suspicions were confirmed when they stepped onto the Elevator that led downwards to the land vehicle bay.

Adrianne's servitor nearly bumped into him, but he didn't flinch or make way. He simply stepped as he would, making his way in. "If the Arbites had gotten behind that thing, I fear we'd end up exterminating every lower middle class or below from here all the way along the path to our destination." That made him turn to look at the unnaturally tall and pale woman.

He felt something off about her. He had not survived this long without a certain sixth sense. He could have given a witty retort back, but he decided now was not the time. "This world's citizens are relatively civil and uncorrupted," he replied, settling himself down once more in the Rhino. He'd ridden in one before on Dalheim. "Then again, that means about half of them are questionable in their duties to the Imperium."
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