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STATUS: Can someone please lower Life's difficulty setting? 5 yrs ago
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5 yrs ago
Current Can someone please lower Life's difficulty setting?
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6 yrs ago
Pizza is a main course, but is also a pie. Therefore, I can eat pizza as my meal and have another pizza as my dessert.
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6 yrs ago
When I need a left sock, there is none. When I don't need one, there is a surplus. I think the world is toying with me.
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6 yrs ago
Sunny days are meant to be spent in a dark room surfing the net and watching series in netflix.
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6 yrs ago
Eating a stick of butter is not as fun as it sounds to be.
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Bio

I am Searat
Half sea, Half rat, All Aqueous Rodent.

My role playing career is something i consider as a hobby of some sort but as to how long i have been role playing, I would say that i have three to four years under my belt. (Though most of the times I was role playing, they were nothing as serious as this and were more of a means to relieve stress with my friends or test out ideas that came to mind with them.)

As for my preferences to genres of role play, I would have no biases nor specific preferences to any genre and would be able to adapt to the genre as best I can when placed into it.

Some of my hobbies consist of: playing games, surfing the web, walking, bowling, darts, and cooking. I sometimes write and draw things but not as much to consider it to be a serious hobby.

Most Recent Posts

In Goblins of the Wilds → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
"If we hadn't seen their scouts in our territory, I would have just thought the owlbear had just reached a bit out of her territory in search for better sources of food. But, unfortunately, this wasn't the case. The area we encountered her was a good distance away from where the latest sighting of a large predator was reported and was starving." Griz said as he deposited his entire share to the village granary. "Owlbears are one of the apex predators of the forest, they won't go out of their territory that far. Something pushed that owlbear out." Griz furrowed his brow and frowned at the thought. "A simple raiding party could probably scare off one...but not for long. I think we'll be facing a warband."

Breden was then distracted by a commotion outside.

"You go on ahead. I have to feed the gatherer before I go to Koglan. Do stay safe." Griz said while turning to the pregnant gobliness and gesturing her to follow. She follows him but grumbles under her breath about Griz not remembering her name.
In Goblins of the Wilds → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Griz had his fair share of wannabe suitors vying for a mate that could provide during the winter but, to be honest, he was all set for the cold months and planned to donate his share to the community granary. A handful of the girls picked up on the lack of interest and moved on to goblins like Rom; who was grinning ear to ear with two of the prettiest goblinesses on each arm that solicited his attention and the rest following him. "Griz, my friend, loosen up. We've done a great feat and didn't even find any traces of those Blue Feet. Do the tribe a favor and take a mate or two." Rom finishes with a hearty chortle and pulling the goblinesses closer to him and wandering away deeper into the village.

The comment caused the hooded goblin to let out a sigh. "That's what's putting me on edge. We didn't find any traces." He said while carving out his share of the owlbear. A sizable shank of the hind leg. Koglan took his share and gave the rest instructions on what to do after this. Griz gave the elder goblin a nod and saw him off wandering back to his forge likely.

With more and more of the females taking the hint and dispersing, only a few remained. A gatherer he had bred a few moon cycles ago with a sizable bump beginning to emerge, a warrior sizing him up and eyeing him as if he were a piece of prime cut meat, and eldest daughter of the shaman. "You do realize that I'm donating all my share, right? I understand the gatherer as it is her right and my duty to feed her whenever she wants, but what about the rest of you?"

The gatherer was first to speak. "We-well yes but I-I just wanted to see if you were oka-."

She was then interrupted by the warrior. "YOU WILL BE A SUITABLE MATE. OUR OFFSPRING SHALL BE QUICK AND POWERFUL. I WILL COME BY YOUR HUT LATER THIS EVENING. IT IS SETTLED." The saying was off but he could assume that this female warrior was somewhat related to the elderly smith. Maybe a daughter of his? A daughter's daughter?

His thoughts were ceased when he felt the sensation of a salve being applied to his wound. The daughter of the shaman had approached him and began applying a healing salve to his wound. "Peculiar...peculiar...indeed." She muttered to herself as Griz just stared at the strange gobliness. "Uhh..." "Your peculiar behavior has earned my attention...strange hunter." She said while finishing dressing his wound.

Griz slowly backed away from the gobliness and gave her a wide berth as he walked around her. He was thankful for the treatment and the attention, but this was simply too strange for him....then who was he to say? He was the goblin that willingly clothed himself more than necessary and chose a dagger over a sword, axe, club, or spear.

Eccentrics attracted other eccentrics, he supposed.
In Goblins of the Wilds → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Been a busy few weeks to say the least.
In Goblins of the Wilds → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
A new player? Cool.
Welcome.
In Cacophony Concord → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

HP: 320/320 | MP: 336/336 | SP: 352/352


Another day, another virtual life and death situation survived.

Raime simply fell, ass first, onto the cold dirt of the grove out of relief and awe that they actually managed to survive and even keep Ari alive throughout the fight. He didn't feel the poison coursing through his body to boot. It was around this time that ugh made it known that he had acquired his nuclei. "Wew. Good job, buddy." The scout said to Lugh as he performed a singular fist pump and offered the man a supportive smile. He'd think of delivering the solitary man some of his nana's signature dish, the savory churro sandwiches in celebration of gaining his nuclei and as thanks for tanking most of the damage during their rescue operation.

He suggested that they go find a place they could regroup, ideally, back to town. Make the catgirl take on a proper starting job and restock their consumable items and whatnot. "Yeah, no problem. I just hope that Mags and Ames won't do something dumb like wander into a monster's lair or something while we're gone." He says while typing a message to the group chat. Raime then saw their tank begin dragging away the still severely wounded Ari by the ear. "Lugh, be careful. With your strength, you'd likely rip her ear off by accident." Raime says with a cautionary tone while following the duo.







In I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes! → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Edward Marsh


Ed simply nodded and kept his position as Asteria left and the chaos ensued. While the battle raged on between goblinoid bandit and bug, the ratman and Mother Rat snuck towards the mouth of the cave, so that his heightened senses could pick up any signs of trouble and react accordingly, but far enough for them to still get a good overview of the battle. Ten meters should suffice. Not too far to lose the accuracy of his senses but not too close to get easily spotted by the combatants.

Just as Ed and Mother Rat were settling down in their new hiding place the sound of wood against wood caused him to quickly swivel his head to the source of the sudden noise. The sight was quite to behold, the pale and emaciated form of the formerly caged troll barreled itself towards the din of battle. "Holy shit...Asteria really did it." Ed muttered to himself in awe of the display of cunning and sneakiness done by the younger female dire rat. That awe was short-lived as his ears picked up the sounds of movement from above the fighting. There he saw the form of the hobgoblin bowman, ready to turn the tide against the myrminors and the newly freed troll. The rest of their buggy reinforcements were just about to be wiped out and the troll they set free didn't look too healthy to begin with. The archer would make short work of them...but judging by the amount of blue blood spilled near the camp? More myrminors were soon to come.

Thus, Ed decided that he wouldn't allow the hobgoblin archer another second of life before it could provide any ranged support.

Ed set down his club and grabbed a rock, small enough to fit inside his hand comfortably but large enough to have some considerable heft. He then imagined himself at the pitcher's mound during one of his games when he was younger. The hobgoblin archer was the substitute for the umpire. And its head, the mitt. With everything set up inside his mind, he began to wind up the pitch and activating his offensive skills. He was unsure if his current body could even handle that amount of power, but he had to try.

[Focus I], [Dynamic Eye I], [Breath Control I], [Rabid Fit II], [Smash I], , [Mana Strike I], [Point Strike I], [Strengthen I]. The surge of magical power manifested in small arcing bolts of red crackling electricity while his physical skills caused his muscles to swell from barely contained might. It was painfully obvious that activating all these skills in one go was putting a major strain into his still weak adolescent ratman body...but to ensure that the Hobgoblin would not toss a wrench into the plan? The pain was a small price to pay.



In Warhammer 40k: Beyond the Pale - A Rogue Trader Adventure → 4 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Real-life responsibilities are hindering me from committing to any advanced roleplays as of the moment but I do wish you the best in your journey. Thank you for the invitation.

Emperor guide you.
In Paladros: The Questing City → 4 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
Free as they may be to talk to the other patrons of this establishment, the ranger wouldn't risk talking to someone out in the open where the eyes and ears of the drow could easily pick up on their conversation. Regardless he had to keep dancing to their tune if he wanted to investigate the bathhouse further and hopefully uncover something.

Inside the changing room, the ranger was met by a rather peculiar sight. A blonde woman dressed in strange clothing rummaging through the lockboxes the establishment provided for its patrons. Particularly for the male kind. Though he could be mistaken and this woman was actually a rather effeminate man. He wasn't really too sure though...

Regardless, he made himself known.

"Looking for something, ma'am..ermm...sir?"
In Paladros: The Questing City → 4 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
Nice to meetcha and similar sympathies.
In Goblins of the Wilds → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
"Understood, Koglan. That seems a fair deal for your help and service." Griz said in reply before helping his companions with the monumental task of bringing a full-grown owlbear to their village before dark.

Gurs had been humbled by the situation and events that occurred. He was wrong to look down on the older goblin smithy and the hunter. But the time for regret was long past, all he could do now was learn from his mistakes. "It...it may not mean much to anyone...but I apologize to everyone for my attitude." Gurs didn't wait for a response before wordlessly helping the others.

On the way back, Breden asked if anybody had eaten bear before. Griz shrugged. "I have but only a little bit. Tasted a lot like fish...though, if the older hunters are correct, they say bear meat tastes like whatever the bear eats." Rom piped up. "If that is true, then let's hope this owlbear didn't have anything nasty before we slew it." The warrior goblin finished with a chortle.

Even before the group had managed to get inside the village when a swarm of goblins ran out of the gates to see the massive haul. Younglings were especially intrigued by the monstrous amalgamation of avian and ursine. The males nodded in recognition and respect to the martial prowess of the patrol group. And a good number of the females who were present nearly climbed over themselves to scout out their prospective mates.

Overall, morale was sky-high in the village.
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