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3 yrs ago
When Miley Cyrus is naked and licks a hammer it's "art" and "music"... but when I do it, I'm "wasted" and "have to leave Home Depot".
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4 yrs ago
My grandfather had the heart of a lion and a lifetime ban from the Central Park Zoo. Rest in peace you strange, strange man.
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5 yrs ago
My girlfriend is always stealing my t-shirts and sweaters... But if I take one of her dresses, suddenly "we need to talk".
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6 yrs ago
My ex girlfriend had this really weird fetish. She used to like to dress up like herself, and act like a fucking bitch all the time.
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6 yrs ago
“I have 3 kids and no money, why I can’t I have no kids and 3 money.” -Homer Simpson
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I love writing when I have the time and motivation for it. My posting frequency is generally one or two times a week on average. Supernatural, Horror and Fantasy are usually the genres I hang around most, but I'm not afraid to experiment with something new. I've made a lot great friends here, many of whom I met when creating the Red Hood universe, and am always looking forward to making more.

I tend to be a little raunchy and crude at times but if you can handle that, you'll have a heck of an RP buddy in me!

The Red Hoods: Rebirth
The Red Hoods: Initiates
The Red Hoods: Genesis
Red Dead Reckoning
X-Men: Avalon Rising
X-Men: The New Era
Cold Front: Tacitum
Crime & Devilry
Welcome to Ashton
The Fates' School for Gifted Monsters
TWD: Hell On Earth
Rebellion
Haven for the Inhuman
Animalia
For Whom the Bell Tolls
Drake: Inextinguishable
The Energy Storm
Frontier of the Damned
Land of the Giants
The Haunted House
World War M

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Magnificent Bastards: The Many Faces of RedXIII

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I'm in. And I'm in hard
I am tabling this idea again. I've come up with a different way to tell this story and the dynamics I have in mind have changed from what they once were. I may revisit this in the future as a sort of alternative take, but for now I believe I've figured out how I want to tell my story in a solo format. Thanks very much for your interests and inquiries.

For those interested in this type of concept and potentially interested in a group setting, The Red Hoods: Initiates is currently taking applications for new players. There will also be a modern iteration of The Red Hoods RP that will act as a spiritual sequel to Initiates that will open soon.

The solo work for Genesis will also likely be posted soon if anyone is interested in reading it for curiosity/lore's sake.
Yeah, let's collab like a mofo

JACK PERKINS :+: WIT'S END, NYC COMPOUND :+: MENTIONS: @savannahssu@ZAVAZggg


"A show, MY dear? Let me be clear, while I have you sitting here: Entertain me, MY sweet, anytime you'd like. Anytime THE mood so happens to strike." Pickles' head cocked to the side as he looked at his new delightful companion. "Hurry, I bet it's fantastic, and I HOPE it doesn't seem too drastic, but I tend to get a LITTLE SPASTIC! I do believe this is the greatest day, for now I've found TWO people that like to play! But YOU are far prettier, if I may say..." His eyes studied hers, as if trying to learn something from her body language.

"You've become my NEW fixation, so please end my anticipation. You show me your TRICK and I will show you ELATION!" Pickles then took the can of cider, popped it open and brought the metal rim to his blooded lips. As the drink began to trickle into his mouth, he crushed the can in his hands, forcing the liquid to shotgun out of the mouthpiece and down his throat. The eruption was poorly contained as much of the liquid rolled down his chin and neck. Once satisfied, he threw the can over his right shoulder, dismissing its existance and looking back to his new friend, awaiting the show.
She posted her CS earlier, ya?
Was trying to edit and accidentally posted a new comment. Any chance I could have the post deleted that says "Impending Edit".

roleplayerguild.com/topics/174454-x-m…

Thanks very much!


"...we shall likely not meet again, Frost." Lex looked on at the strange man made his exit. He then turned back to Una with an expression that begged the question 'What just happened'? He then turned back toward the blown apart entrance to his office just as water rained down from the ceiling. The sprinkler system had been triggered. Either someone pulled the alarm of there was a fire. Lex moved toward the overlooking wall of windows down at the club floor. His eyes widened a bit as he took in the vision of a flaming skull staring back at him. The fire seemed to spread around the man... the... whatever it was. It was as though the being's very presence was giving birth to it.

"Well if the party hadn't started before," Lex uttered, not moving his eyes off the creature. "It's definitely started now." He ran a hand through his soaked hair as the water continued to fall upon him. "Where are you in this, Red?" He demanded to know. Would she fight at his side, run and hide, or aid in his demise? As he waited for an answer, he starred daggers at the fiery entity below. As he did, he violently took off his soiled jacked and threw the wet clump of fine cloth to the corner of the room, leaving his top half adorned in a long sleeve dress shirt, a vest and his gun holsters. He rolled up the sleeves one by one to just above his elbows and then began cracking his knuckles methodically. This guy wasn't going to run away. Of that much, he was certain. This fight would actually happen. He rolled his neck in view of the Thing below before moving to his desk.

Suddenly there was a cough in the wet darkness of the room. Lex looked up to behold a young brunette whom he didn't recognize.

"Sorry, do either of you have a waterproof flashlight? I'm deaf, and it's too dark to read your lips." Lex didn't look amused. He turned to Una again.

"One of yours?" The answer really didn't matter. If the girl was hostile, she would have acted by now. He turned back to the newcomer as he grabbed the bottle of scotch that he had been serving from and put it to his lips. Who knew how this would end? Hope for the best, prepare for the worst and if the worst was here, he wasn't going to go down without one last sample of liquid ambrosia. He let the bottom of the bottle reach toward the ceiling as he cleared it of its contents. Haphazardly, he tossed the thing against one of the walls. There wasn't enough force shatter the glass. Just enough to make a loud thud before falling to the wet carpet below. He retrieved a gold, engraved zippo lighter from his pocket and lit it under the shelter of his hand before raising it to his chin. "Are you here to issue threats, shed blood or both?"

As he awaited a response, his eyes became fixated on the entrance to his office. He stood there just waiting to see the flicker of light approaching. To hear the rattling of the chain up the steps. He'd cracked skulls before. Looks like it was time for him to do it again.
Bump
Posting Schedule


When momentum is lost, even the best of RPs may die. I am requesting at least 1 post per week from all players. That's once in a span of 168 potentially available hours.


Absences and stagnation is starting to affect the quality of the game for other players. It is for that reason that I am quoting the very first post of this RP and putting a renewed emphasis on the enforcement of this expectation. I have been guilty of going beyond a week, myself, but that has to end. I will make the necessary adjustments for my schedule to fall in line with expectations and I implore everyone else to as well. If you feel you will be unable to meet expectation, please contact me.

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