seanmcchapman

Let's write a story!

The rules are simple and go as follows:

1: Thou shalt only use four words.
2: Have fun.
3: No double posting, please wait for at least 1 other people to post.

Current alinement:

zSanta <3 undead
Knights >:C elves zsanta
Undead >:C elves knights

Once upon a time there was a land with a zombie Santa who ruled it tyrannically. His undead legions feasted upon the cheer of the remaining elf souls. But the valiant knight rallied the elves against their will with a gun, heading to finish zombie Santa off. The undead hated treason, and they decided to rip apart the elves at the top of the now dead knights. They began to feast upon the rotted corpses. Santa admired their "undying"

color coded names cuz for fun

zombie Santa
valiant knight
elves
undead legions

Post what ever

I'm listening to a mashup of lady Gaga and Judas priest, Lady Judas.

@Kenshi

kenshi good choice- good game- also music surprising a banger- i never can hear words in music-who needs em-like it hope it doesnt
say some oh no's might add this to a playlist

A Wannabe GM's Roleplay Selection: What RP Should I Make For The New Year?

I'd be up for it but I'm already busy and un reliable by nature. Good luck to you!
I suggest taking the idea to the 1x1 interest check no that you might be ready. Perhaps link this thread to it for later idk-!
:)

Open World Minimalism: World in Mist

it was a good run.

Bronze Castle's Spikes

The elf took out the goose monster swiftly just to have a hoard-more spawn out of the bushes nearby. Kobolds in a line to defend, elf ran off to continue to flex his practiced talents, and Amitha armed herself with the recently knocked out goose. Tash watched Feng start shaking his head again and began to think it was some kind of thinking gesture, after all Feng seemingly kept doing it before some of his actions. Tash mimicked Feng before Feng ran off with the others. Tash ran in as some of the stray geese began getting really close to the crops. Running in a line between the billed birbs Tash reached out grabbing neck after neck creating a upside down bouquet under his right arm clamping on to their necks, collecting about five of them. They flailed smacking him and each other wildly while biting at what they could reach; arms and Tash's side. Tash's scales helped with most the pain, but it didn't negate not feeling little blunt smacks. The front of his shirt got scratched up where a stray webbed foot managed to get his chest, leaving a smol gash on his chest. It wasn't easily tolerable, but still noticeable, his belly side was not as rough as most of his body. A gooooose had managed to reach the crops began scooping up a onion, head to the sky, trying to let gravity make it fall into its gullet. Tash super man style stretched his left arm infront--- thumbs up while shaking his head, before leaping at the distracted birb with his mouth open catching the birb with his mouth with a forceful yet controlled bite locking it in place to not bite any further hurting it. "Gotcha enimey!" went through Tash's head has he was still flying off the ground goose shaking like a flag.

Unforchantely Tash landed sliding into the crops serval feet leaving a land trail with onions sprayed about. To make matters worse the muddy ground grabbed on to Tash's feet as his velocity slowed and suddenly had him fall front side. Tash heard a crunch in his mouth. Tash continuing to hold the bird dropped the one from his mouth to see he had killed it by mistake.

Bronze Castle's Spikes

My weekly im sorry ill post soon!:
Ahhh ill post soon need the computer to read it to my small brain!

Post what ever

Nonsense thread.

A journey with death
Death comes and it strikes from a unknown place. Arriving without warning putting us in our place. Death tells us where we belong and waits for us at the corner. It doesn't always hide but it doesn't take no for an answer. With a grip and a pull there's only one way to go. Greet passersby on your way before the end of the day. Lean your head to the sun before the clouds come by. While awake say hello before the rest go to bed. Death walks ahead revealing a tread a leash if pulled will behead. Step fast with planted feet lest you fall underneath your own defeat. Stay awake stay alert forget your strife forget your life. The day will come while you will leave, the trip may last longer than you grieve. A second sun rise blocked by ceilings can be cold and hide your travels. Death may go on but the thread pulls take you forward. Quite a distance between you, you become alone. Privacy burdened by time. The thread coils then straightens. Do you resist? What ever happens don't regret. Do what your going to do with passionate intent.

Bronze Castle's Spikes

I love these kobolds. Literally dogs omg. I wonder if we are already for a chaotic adventure but really its going to be a wholesome farm life and occasional chase off feinds from stealing crops Lol ^^ jk
Dang I could a been dogo!

Open World Minimalism: World in Mist

Kirby takes the knife and chops off his own arm passing it to the demon. "like so"

Bronze Castle's Spikes

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What are we doing? - youtu.be/9F70KrO0XZ0

To the farm and to the enimy¡

The elf in the corner of the room had taken responsibility for the dirty mug that Runem was cleaning. Galain Jinn had revealed his name and announced his possession of a spike. Tash would start smelling the blood coming from Galain's finger, Tash would become drawn to his voice that would soon be contrasted. "I'm Ta-" Tash manage to get out before being interrupted by a loud bird brain, calling out at Runem from a window. The elf would turn his focus, as well as Tash who had jumped a bit, to the new arrival. Tash was a little used to sudden loud noises thanks to all the kobolds, but Tash wasn't prepared for sudden birb. "Unpaid debt?" Tash said in a hushed town along with the harpy's talk making it near impossible to hear. Tash took note that Runem made a odd kind of reaction to the harpy. She interested Tash with the idea of her maybe maybe over indulging on something in the kingdom Like Tash had. . .

As conversation progressed the adventures found themselves going to their first mission, minotaur carrying quite a club, Elf day dreaming, and the sheep girl seeming focused on getting to the destination. Amitha shot a thumbs up at a kobold whom's face seemed to brighten. Tash look at Amitha and then her thumb and imitated it at the kobold 5 seconds after she did.

Tash was determined to also reassure the kobold things were going to be okay, but Tash wasn't sure how yet. The elf changed his tone to his elf-to-dogo accent. Weird thought Tash, but it would get worse as the elf started touching the kobold. Tash pulled back his hand with his tail becoming pressed to his left leg's side, spike holding on to the other side. Tash squinted a bit with a delayed twitch. Tash stopped to look up at the minotaur also watching the elf. Feng made a seemingly disowning face which to Tash so far seemed only slightly different from Feng's default face. Thumbs up, ear scratching, and a less excited response to the kobold. Tash spoke trying to recall how the harpy spoke, "Is there a an-emy here?" Tash didn't know the word enemy and let alone "Enimy".