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Hey all, it's not my birthday today! :D
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FU bots you can...leave please
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MY BIRTHDAY Y'ALL
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I exist, it's that simple.


ACCEPT IT AND MOVE ON! YOU'RE NOT MY REAL DAD!

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This dingy establishment has been around for a while, floating upon a lone and some would say sad looking rock, surrounded by space and its endless mystery.

Large enough for a party, but small enough to make things crowded, the Rusty Tavern is frequented by any and all while they wait for their role plays to continue.




Basically, I know that most if not everyone on the site has come across the situation of boredom. Perhaps that is the wrong word, waiting. The lust for a good post/read. Sometimes it's just not available, and so Rusty's can be your home for that time.

Simply put - the thread, should I think it will receive posts and visits, will be posted in free/casual and will be a place for you to get rid of that excess imagination and creation juices that are blurring your vision and making your eye twitch.

Any characters, any nation and microscopic bacteria or larger than life individual is welcome.




Basic information on the Tavern is that is exists in many different dimensions for many different genres etc. For example to a group of adventurers that are waiting for their GM to post on their DnD thread, the Tavern is a scum filled bucket of gossip, brawls and pub games. To a Imperium soldier it is a bustling hive block bar and to a vampire it is a nest of potential meals.

In general the genres should stay apart, but there is talk of a back room that is filled with weird and wonderful people/things/blobs of existence from all over time,space and its alter egos.

Let me know your thoughts :)

Adios.
Getting all these likes and laughs, roleplayerbook
@Kingfisher Besties.


@Kingfisher Thanks for the like bro! Ever so cute of you. Here, have one back!
@Jbcool I have a better one, he has adapted his sensory faculties (ears) to map the world through sound - not unlike sonar or a bat). This is how his knives are so precise etc. as he can see the weak points on his target, thus where to throw.
@Jbcool Okay, okay - I will explore those avenues. Any ideas on chaotic abilities etc that would go with a knife juggler? (Here, catch!)
@Jbcool How does this sound:

Worshipper of Khorne Flakes, ex guard.

Looks not unlike the Ghastly Bespoke from the Skulduggery series.

Thinking either sniper or knife juggler supreme.

EDIT: Might even go Xeno up in this.

Lucretius' open mouth allows the breeze to fill his lungs, the unmistakeable taste of bloodier iron fills his senses, it is quiet obvious to him that something happened here. Something violent, indeed.

Looking into the grass and dirty around this dishevelled and abandoned camp-site, you see trails of dark blood leading toward the edge of the steep cliff and upon said ledge teeters a wooden shield.

Upon further inspection there are also various exploration equipment amongst the bushes and tall grass that encirlce the dead fire.



Blood trail found.
Signs of combat.
Rope, torches, a pick and other smaller items found.
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