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Current Sail on a sweet silver mist

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Player; DK
Age; 23
Sex; Male
Occupation; Air Force
Location; Alnilam
Race; Rakshasa

Dead men tell no tales
So listen to this story from a whale
She sailed the silver river
But only found a purple butler
There was a grey parrot, and the crane both agree
That the turtle should search for the one manatee
Now you see your monster
Or maybe your insanity
The pirate needs more ales

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Ha yeah, I typically do that anyways, I just forgot too.
Well there's no CS, but I'm wondering if we are supposed to just share what we want or have a barebones character that develops over time. This seems interesting, but I'm not quite sure how much story I'll be adding myself, I'm not very good at creating those areas. I'm including a pretty barebone CS, but if you were expecting more I can add more.

Soggy


Soggy had gotten the call from Bowser about yet another atempt to steal princess peach. He decided to take the opportunity to hit up a potion shop near the castle in town. He figured as long as he showed up when it counted then he could drink and get paid. He suddenly heard an explosion and at the same time got a call to act from the The Man. Lets see if he can keep her this time.

Soggy quickly downed his drink, dropped some coins and ran off for the castle. Unfortunately he decided to drink in the shop in the southern plaza. As he stepped outside, some sort of crazy commotion had begun. Some bunch of freaks had decided to cause some sort of chaos. He didn't really care about this as long as he could get to the castle before it all finished. He stumbled and plowed through the crowd, accidentally dodging rocks and clubs left and right. He finally made it through the crowd and into the castle. He took a side entrance he knew of from days before. He quickly and clumsily slunk into Peach's bedroom with Bowser.

"Hey King Bowser did you get peach already!? Where is she at? Have you whisked her away already?" As he came in shouting to Bowser, he noticed the other two in the room as well. "Well if it isn't the great Mario, I bet you've come to stop us, but this time the great Koopa King has a plan that you'll... uhh you'll never... uhh... what?" Even though Soggy was ignored and was on his own rant, Bowser's final words had finally made their way into his thick skull. Princess Peach was already gone and Bowser had not taken her. "Is this some sort of joke? Was it this other bandit over here? Since when do bandits steal princesses?" Soggy shut up for a second and actually thought, but realized he had no real idea what to do now, or real ideas in general, but that's besides the point. "So uhh, what do we do now Boss?"

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Yeah, once he is smashed he might stay smashed until after a fight, but it will certainly take time for him to come back. That was the main thing in the games about dry bones is that you could smash them and then you were safe from him for a bit. I also added that there probably was some sort of damage that could destroy him if it's good that he be destroyed for some reason.

and yeah I'm working on a post to get him involved now.
Hey, so this looks really interesting, but I don't like playing catch-up. If there is a specific role you need me to play, I am willing to do almost anything, I would just need a quick recap of what's going on or what I'm doing. If I can just jump in as someone, well here's a quick CS of who I'd like.



So would this be a good CS?
Alex flashed back to consciousness with a gasp like he'd been forgetting to breathe in his sleep. Why was he asleep? It took no more than a second to take in most of his surroundings. The floor was hardwood for sure. He could see a few desks messily pushed off to the side of the room. The room had a reddish tint. It sort of looked like his classroom, but his vision while lying on the floor was quite impaired. His last memory was of the classroom and something else, but that was hazy at the moment.

He pushed himself up from his facedown position to better see where he was. He took a deap breath and licked his lips as he arose. He had a habit of sleeping with his mouth open. He barely managed to turn towards a desk as he vomited underneath it. Whatever coated the floors had managed to find it's way onto his lips as he slept. The viscous, rotten, irony taste mixed with the smell that complimented it perfectly in it's vile way, was to much for his shocked stomach. Throwing up was a quick rude awakening for him. He really did not like it and wanted to find the causes as quickly as possible to prevent them ever again if at all possible.

He wiped his mouth with a dry part of his sleeve and looked around again. It was certainly his classroom, but it was in some strange sort of disarray. He glanced out the windows to notice a red sky with a black spot that was cut off by the limited view. It sort of explained the red tint to everything, but why was the sky red. He now began to try searching his memory for what led to their predicament. He could only remember a blackout and an earthquake? He had never blacked out like that before. The darkness was eerie and he never blacked out before. Something serious must have done it to him. He began to feel himself, but he didn't feel particularly sore anywhere. The whole thing was feeling very unreal. He was getting very confused and the inability to figure this out was frustrating him.

He suddenly realized, it was too unreal. He just flashed to this seemingly new place and with little to no memory of it. This must be a dream. With a new relief in his revelation, he easily realized how all of this could be explained by him dreaming. A room that barely makes sense, a sky that barely makes sense, he somehow got this taste and smell somewhere, and even a random assortment of classmates. He had just noticed a few of the others at the moment as well. None of it really makes sense, but it all seems logical to me. This certainly feels like a dream. I wonder how much fun this one will be, or if I'll remember it when I wake up.

The music had been growing steadily as he woke up to his new environment. Shizune was trying to wake everyone up at first and now Anri and Tony were trying to figure out what was going on as well. Everything was seeming very real and actually really well put together for a dream. He stood up with the help of the desk he was next to and waited for whatever was going to happen next. Shizune seemed to know what might be going on, but her worried expression didn't look good. He wasn't sure of his dream theory and every moment that passed his doubt grew exponentially.
I'm interested, this looks fun
I'm definitely interested in this.
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