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Recent Statuses

6 days ago
Current Alright thats enough existential depression move along
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7 days ago
Oh excuse me for existing
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9 days ago
We are now moving on from such topics, thank u!
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21 days ago
Ladies, gentleman, please! One at a time
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22 days ago
It's actually getting worse, objectively. Which is hilarious
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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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Most Recent Posts

The Abrites' expression went from Grim to Grimdark when the rioters expressed their belief that the emperor was a false one. "Cultists, then," he spat. So angry was he that he hardly backed off when he felt a strange pressure emanating from the crowd. It must have been psychic energy. Somehow, he doubted it was the same energy that this woman could wield. It felt...sourced there. He gritted through his paranoia and stood resolute.

It seemed he was not needed much other than the intimidation factor, which he was used to, granted. Explosions and bullets ripped through most of the rioters, igniting their flesh and sending crimson mist spewing outwards. They screamed and begged for their heathen gods to save them. Of course, there was no answer.

When Adrianne said he wasn't needed, he shrugged. "My job is to enforce the law. When it enforces itself..." His voice trailed off as one of the cultists broke free, flailing wildly as he tried to run. So mad was the cultist that he hardly noticed who he tried to attack next. Unfortunately for him, it was Herold. The Arbites merely shoved his shield forward, not only intercepting a club, but knocking the assailant back. His shockmaul swiped, breaking both of the man's legs before he even hit the ground.

The cultists spasmed, blood pooling around his legs, eyes, and ears. Herold stepped forward, and caved in his skull. There would be no mercy for the enemies of the Imperium.
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Lol don't mind me x) I was just remembering our convo from PM, if it happens, that'll be awesome to read! If it not... I'll still love you

for now


SNEAK ATTACK FOR 15.0X DAMAGE!

Mfw you go to work and borderline get threatened by Fox while the GM develops Tourettes.



@MacabreFoxI'm toying with the idea of him being fairly sneaky. I'll see how the sheet flows tonight, though I'm sure he'll be a good addition to the team! I hope.
@TangletailAs long as you read the rules in the OOC and make sure you're ready for an advanced RP, we're open for business!
I will post after Fox and Roze do their thing :)

Also, I am starting a 2nd character sheet tonight. A bastard Spellsword and adventurer from High Rock.
Everyone who had not already had a horse, received one. Beren was very much not used to horses, but he enjoyed animals and made a fast friend with his borrowed steed Baradthemas, or 'Blackshadow' in northern. Geradin was allowed to ride with him, trusting Beren enough to let him ride. Argon saluted with his sword, but at Beren's request, let him put some of his equipment up on the steeds to give him less of a load when he was running.

"May Felathorwen guide you," Verya said.

Their journey was swift, the trees passing them by like green and brown blurs as the horses expertly maneuvered through the brush. Even the non-Elven steeds seemed to take their cues from the ones up front, helping them along the way. While the Southland was nothing if not one large forest, it was still clear to see they were just reaching the edge of this particular wood. The sky was now more visibly seen as they neared the end of their relatively safe (though precariously fast) ride.

The Elven horses halted ever so suddenly, taking only about a dozen feet to slow down before they lifted high and stamped down, content that this was the end of the line. Of course, those who were riding their own horses did not stop as immediately and they must have trod forward many feet before realizing they must stop and rein their steeds in. They moved so far forward in fact, among this lesser wooded and more open area, that they bumped into what could only be described as a curious looking young woman amid the thin trees and rocks, carefully stepping over roots as she traveled.

Almost being run over by the horses, she was lucky to be alive! Behind them, those that rode the Elven steeds had dismounted. Their steeds were summoned back by an ethereal elvish voice calling to them from the very dark woods behind the party. Since they were not as...preoccupied with nearly bowling over a lone woman, they could see smoke in the distance, to the Northeast just over the treeline.
@The Fated Fallen@Banana@BCTheEntity@Fetzen@Sypherkhode822
@Sypherkhode822You'll be able to post once your character is in the tab.
I like the idea that while all of this drama is happening, Sketti is probably either snoring really loudly, or mistaking local lizards as Skaven spies and shooting any that get near the firelight.
Gonna get some Arbites action after I take a beauty rest.
@Ezmeralda@IcePezz@Not Fishing
Well, if people are still on board for this I might keep it going if I got the time...
I'd love another player or two, however.
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