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I am a Japanese-American (half-Japanese on my mother's side) with a twin half-sister. Yes, you read that right. To explain it real quick, during mom's monthly, she dropped 2 eggs instead of 1 after 2 (or more) guys took her to bed. Each egg was impregnated by a different man's sperm.

Anyways, I'm a kind guy who really hates fighting. However, if I have to stop a fight, whether verbal or physical, I will. I'm here to have fun and be crazy with my OCs, new characters and even some canons. So far, my favorite RP I've been in on the site is the Multiverse reboot. As a whole, the Multiverse was 6 years old. I love the idea and have even used it (with a few minor changes here and there) for a few LARPs with my local friends RL.

Other than RP, I am also a Wiccan Witch following the path of Gaia and a hypnotist studying the varying effects of hypnosis on various age groups and am always taking willing volunteers.

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@Lucius Cypher I'll post when I get home tonight.
@Hitman So, should I finish my CS or drop it here?
@Inkarnate Are you sure it was Tree?
Gromgard bowed respectfully to Rodias as he was given his task. Of course, it was interesting being paired with Mamoru but he figured Rodias wouldn't have paired them if he didn't think it was a good idea. He turned to see Mamoru in Ashara's tails. He facepalmed. He was about to stomp over when he saw Flan approaching them.

He walked as if he owned the room up to Flan as she greeted the ladies and offered them some refreshments. While he didn't need to eat as often as most of the others who did, he still wanted his food to be good when he did. Flan did better than that. "Flan." he smiled softly, though it was hidden by his helmet. His voice, however, was soft and kind. He always tried to show kindness to the cook, especially with how she's treated his goblins.

"Mamoru, shall we?" he smirked, gesturing towards the door.
I'll post when I get home.
@Archmage MC I think that's the only thing I forgot. Which I added in. Is good now, yes?
Is Gromgard being smart or arrogant?
With a sigh, Gromgard lightly grabbed Light's arm to remove himself from her grasp. If she started to argue, he'd put a finger to her lips. He had something to say.

"What most of you fail to realize," Gromgard began, his voice harsh but quiet, and slowly getting louder, "is that village may prove vital in securing a foothold into greater things." He stood as looked over the Chapter Lords that had neither failed to arrive nor left prematurely. "I cannot speak for Sable Lord Rodias, nor do I intend to, but all I see is a bunch of blithering idiots who want to do whatever to please their Lord. The simplest solution would be to send a small party of replaceable fodder. I suggested sending my goblins to scout because I have a small team of goblins that were trained for that specific focus. I believe our primary objective currently should be information gathering. Ransacking, destroying, or enslaving the town would tell us nothing of what the rest of the world would be like.

"I'm not saying all the ideas I heard are stupid. The doll had a good idea that just needs to be well thought out and planned. If you wish to fight amongst each other over Sable Lord Rodias' favor, be my guest, but I'll take no part in your idiocy. I deal with enough of that with my goblins."
He sighed before nodding to Rodias and Salem, returning to the seat that had once belonged to his creator. Despite how much he missed her, he would fight to keep order among the chaos of the Chateau.

It was then one of the goblins, Gromgard couldn't remember the name of this particular young one. He rushed to the table, breathing heavily. With a bow, he spoke. "Lord Gromgard, two of our number has disappeared."

"Which ones?" Gromgard demanded, a slight growl in his throat.

"Penn and Shill." the goblin spat out quickly.

Gromgard slammed his head into the table. "Of course, the artists. Let them wander for now. They'll either get killed or return with more pictures."

The goblin nodded before running from the room, afraid for his brethren.

Gromgard returned his attention to the others in the room.

If any of the others knew him at all, they'd know he rarely spoke. It was unheard of for him to speak more than a sentence at a time.
@stone Not a fan of that genre but the video's good.
@The Irish Tree You're fine.
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