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    1. Skepic 11 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current Been practicing drawing for a few months now. Biggest tip I can give so far is copy, copy, copy. It really helps you learn the basics in a very hands on way,
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7 yrs ago
Finally caught up on Rick and Morty. Pretty good shit. It's not every day a cartoon reminds me of my existential crisis.
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8 yrs ago
The Boarder Patrol in Vermont has more important matters than illegal Mexicans. They have to stop the White Walkers.
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8 yrs ago
Unborn babies are essentially mech pilots, right?
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8 yrs ago
You know what's worse then radio Country Music? Country Music Radio hosts.

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"Thank you... I apologize for the bumping into you... I'm in a bit of a rush to meet back up with my mistress Khristina, her work as oracle requires aid." the maid said to him, seemingly a little more relaxed. He gave a sigh of relief.

"Right right, no worries, young lady, you are devoted to who you serve and that is quite admirable. I'm sure this mistress greatly needs..." He trailed off for a moment, slowly realizing what she had just said. "Wait a moment! Your mistress is Kristina, an Oracle?! Why, what a wonderful incidence our little run in has been! I've been searching all over for-"

Before Heinrich could finish his sentence, another young lady dressed as a maid had suddenly rushed forth, shouting to defend the maid he'd just bumped into, rapier drawn. Heinrich had taken a deliberate step back, arms raised, but the first maid seemed to quickly diffuse the situation, explaining it how it was. Heinrich gave a small chuckle as the second maid lectured the first maid about wandering off. She then turned to him and hotly said "Stay away from her."

At this, Heinrich gave a laugh. Once he had finished and collected himself, he sighed and said, "Once again, I of course meant no harm to your friend here, young lady. It was my absentmindedness that had allowed her to run into me so easily. Though, I'm afraid staying away might not be an option for us. For you see, I am Heinrich Henderson, pioneer in magic, and the first Powder Mageā„¢ in the world. As I was attempting to say before, I have come to this city in search of the Oracle here. Only a few months before, I had received a vision. A vision that had instructed me to find the Oracle here, and join in a righteous crusade against the encroaching Darkness that sieges our beautiful world! For many hours after my arrival, I have wandered these streets in search of any clues, with no luck. But here, fate has come to ensure our meeting so that we may strive to defeat this evil."

Heinrich gave a small pose, fist clenched, eyes gazed upward. With a nervous cough and recomposing himself, he continued. "But I get ahead of myself. This has been an, understandably, important quest of mine, pardon if I get taken by the spirit of it all. I do love a good adventure. Regardless, I must humbly ask you two fine ladies, to take me to this Oracle, so that I may learn of our particular task at hand, and provide as much aid as this humble gentleman can muster."

@Darkmoon Angel@Lady Athena


/Just lurking is all.
Heyo! Still here, but my question still stands.
"NO! No no no, fucking no! God dammit you son of a fucking bitch game putting three of those fucking fat bois after I just fought fucking two of them?! DO YOU NOT WANT ME TO FINISH THIS DLC OR SOMETHING?!" yelled an incredibly angered Dark Souls player as the "You Died" message slowly faded in for the 20th time that day. A friend could be heard laughing away in the headphones as the player continued to rant and rant about how terrible the enemy placement was in the Ringed City DLC. The friend simply responded with "git gud" but the player was having non of it.

With an angered sigh, he leaned back in his desk chair and said it was high time he took a break from the game. Just as the player had that, the screen on his laptop turned a solid white color. Odd, to say the least. Did the game crash? Did the screen inexplicably crack? Such questions were running through his mind before white light overtook him.

. . . . .

Moments later, a woman clad in a medieval like attire fell through a conspicuous portal into a room with a firm "clunk".

"Aww... what the hell was... was... what?" Ember slowly stood, seeing a red colored... pony, a fairly normal looking dude, and someone also seemed to have just stumbled out of Lord of the Rings. That reference actually made Ember's head hurt quite a bit as the personalities and memories of both the player and the character slammed together into one entity. Kneeling slightly, clutching her head, she could barely make out all the exposition the pony, who could apparently talk, blurt out at them. Vague memories of reading a forum of some sort drifted through, but the current migraine pushed that aside. Though the pain was starting to subside, just in time for the pony to finish.

"If you haven't seen my video, my name is Rockin' Strings. Yes, I'm a pony. I can do some magic but I'm more of a strategist than anything else. Who wants to go next?" the red pony "Rockin" said, finishing up. Ember looked at him with tired eyes, the name repeating in her head.

"Rockin Strings...? Are you fucking kidding me? A red freakin pony named Rockin Strings summons me and whoever the hell these guys are to accomplish some... thing... gahh my fuckin head..." she thought to herself, irritation building up. "Okay okay, wait just a moment... pony... I'm used to going after vague objectives that will somehow make things move forward, alright? But if there's one thing I regret from my time as the Unkindled, is not stopping somebody and asking what the hell is going on. So.... What the hell is going on? In as much detail as your horse brain can manage, please." Ember asked, now standing again, arms crossed.
Oh shit, didn't even notice the IC was up. Will post.
(Wait, actually, am I suppose to post? What would I be reacting to?)

I MEAN UHHH..... SCREW YOU ya tea bagging fuck!
@ChaoticFox@Skepic@Stern Algorithm@bluetommy2

ITS MY BIRTHDAY TODAY!

how about the gift of a post from everyone :D :D :D


Nah, fuck you. I was going to post, but since you said this, I'm sure as hell gonna just delay for another 20 days.

/happy birthday bitch.
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@Skepic Eeewww. Who carries Sacred Flame? Seething Chaos is way better. Also, it's Chaos Bed Vestiges.


You must be one of the Host of Embers I exploded when they turned the corner to be grabbed by the Sacred Flame. xD

Yeah, edited it, was pulling from hazy memory.
Alright, done! Let me know what ya think.
@RokkuHoshi
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