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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.

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Eh Sure.
The axe stock is as comfortable as any other wooden stock reinforced with metal. Just don't go dropping it or we'll be missing toes left and right.

Reason why he came all this way is because everyone in his family but him is gone. He wronged some powerful families and they did not take it lying down. So it was a choice to join his family's unmarked mass grave or skip town and head to the farthest Ark possible.
Here you go.
Do let me know if there are any issues.

That's about right, Shadows.
Coolio
Sounds pretty cool. Consider me interested.
Interested in both but leaning more to the apocalypse/zombies one since it has been a while since I've joined one of those.
Good stuff people.
Teamwork hooray!

Also, I'll be posting another update post when the latest one ages 10 days.
I ain't trying to enforce a posting schedule on anyone but I just want to avoid the RP stagnating.
I hope this sounds fair for everyone, but if it does feel oppressive please feel free to notify me and we can discuss a compromise.


The Bigger they are...


@Leophael @myinneroblivion @ShadowsofNight



Manny could feel the bruises already forming from his beatdown but he refused to let the case go. But after a brief moment, it dawned on him that the beating suddenly stopped. Cautiously turning his head up from the floor, he looked up to see the form of the Jersey Devil. "Thanks." The two goons that Bob launched into one another towards a wall were on the ground writing in pain. One cradling his side as a rib bulged out from his flesh and made an obvious bump under the goon's shirt and the other holding his back while lying as flat as he could on the floor. The strong impact to the wall likely having compounded to an already existing back issue.

It seemed that they'd had dealt with the threats in the VIP area. Bucur too busy trying to prevent himself from bleeding out from the severe laceration Bob gave him. The goons unconscious or too injured to fight. And Façade himself opting to just keep down and hope that by staying down, he'd avoid another pummeling; going so far as to even shift his body to make false injuries and act in constant pain to make him even less of a target. But even if they'd secured the VIP area, the dance floor had the biggest threat the new CHAMPs had to face: an overdosed duster.

Manny looked to Bob from his prone position as he tried to stand back up. "Bo-Imean-Jersey Devil. I can handle securing these guys for arrest. You go help the Performer and Link out with the big guy. Be careful though, if things get bad you and the others get out of there ASAP, ok? As much as I hate the idea, if we can't stop him, we're gonna have to wait for the police to gun him down."

Down in the dance floor, Talia would land behind the counter with Link and see that the rock star hero was still in quite a daze from nearly getting shot and killed but, thankfully, still very much alive and well. Though it may not be the case soon. The overdosed thug began snatching seats and tables off the side of the dance floor and began throwing the projectiles at the hiding duo. With every thrown improvised projectile, the massive superhuman moved closer to where the two heroes hid behind.

A chair hitting the displayed alcohol and showering the two with bits and pieces of sharp glass as well as an unearthly mixture of cheap booze and exotic spirits. If the two didn't do something, they'd be going toe to toe against an artificial superhuman that could easily maim or kill with his bare hands.
Welcome back.

Its been about two days. I hope you don't take it personally Leo, but I'm gonna have to skip your turn this round and make the update post tomorrow.

Maybe, you'll have better luck next round?
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