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i hear dies irae bells ringing in my ossicles every time i claw from the dirt and peer wistfully through the rpg tomb doors thinking, "one last job..." another bony finger of the monkey's paw curls up
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i hear dies irae bells ringing in my ossicles every time i claw from the dirt and peer wistfully through the rpg tomb doors thinking, "one last job..." another bony finger of the monkey's paw curls up
3 yrs ago
i can't believe it's already christmas today
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4 yrs ago
*skeletal hand emerges from an unmarked grave* the drive thru forgot my side order
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4 yrs ago
Imagine having an opinion on rpg dot com
4 yrs ago
Let’s play a game where you try to sext me and I call the police
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Maybe the real plot was the friends we made along the way. [Last Updated: April 3, 2022]
I'm 26 years old and I have learned not to share too much of my personal life on the internet. I work as an English and writing tutor at a local college.
I love literature and poetry, and I also enjoy writing, and I like to think I'm not half bad at it. I first started writing as a hobby with online roleplay at the start of 2010, and I've slowly drifted away from it in recent years. I enjoy most genres, but if I had to pick a couple of favorites, they would be sci-fi and high fantasy—heavy emphasis on the high fantasy. Some of my favorite characters have come from Elder Scrolls roleplays, since it appeals to the D&D nerd in me.
I have a tendency to get carried away with making my character sheets. I like telling their stories in the sheet sometimes even more than the roleplay itself, which depends on the roleplay itself of course. I want my readers to know how their background influences them as a person, how their personality bleeds into their appearance, and I love watching characters overcome their personal tragedies and finding their true selves as their identities shatter and reform like kintsugi. I've always been a fan of characters overcoming their weaknesses and obstacles and I try to make that show in many of my characters. Therefore, many of the narratives I explore come from a place of vulnerability, but I try to balance the heavy themes with light whimsy.
I also try to research whatever it is I'm writing about so that I'm not just spitting into the wind - unless that's what my character is doing, in which case I try to make sure that's made clear in my writing. It’s kind of hard to define my style, as I’m influenced by all sorts of literary movements and schools of criticism; dark romanticism, modernism, post-modernism, Marxism, feminism, post-structuralism—I have a lot of isms in my pocket. Nathaniel Hawthorne is one of my favorite dark romantic authors, Dickinson is one of my favorite naturalist poets, Judith Ortiz Cofer, Langston Hughes, and Robert Frost—they’ve all in some ways informed my writing, as well as many others. I even tend to look to some of my fellow guild mates for inspiration or analyze what I like about their writing and see what I can do to improve my own through their example.
Ooooh, ow. The knight didn't seem to be fairing well in his battle with his flailed opponent. Perhaps the last fight took all the energy and speed out of him, because on top of the dynamics of the chain - the user of which actually seemed to be practiced with its use - the looter was dancing around the knight with each charge he made. Was the knight really so simple-minded that he would resort to the same old tactic? Surely they've learned better by now. Before he got himself tangled up, perhaps it would have been better throw him the sword or shield that the looter had been ensnared in the first place. His flail is then tangled in what you've thrown at him and then you're free.
"But no, by all means, continue what you're doing now... It's obviously working." Arastoph muttered. His ears perked as soon as the looter began talking and taunting the knight. At least the looter was unarmed, but what he had said set off an alarm. Reinforcements...
Arastoph ran out of his hiding place and into the open, his full appearance now being visible to the group and to his enemy. His dragoon in hand, although unloaded (but his enemy didn't have to know that), he yelled at what he saw as the buffoons he had aligned himself with. "Kill him quickly, already! Before more arrive!"
Enemy reinforcements also meant that he wouldn't be able to get these fools to carry the wine kegs for him. Whether or not this knight was actually a paladin didn't matter. He couldn't defeat an army alone.
That has to be pretty volatile gunpowder to go off from being shot at.
Hot metal, high pressure, lots of friction - all it takes for a shotgun shell to go off is for the hammer to strike the pin.
Waiting or a Kelvin post befor I can post again~ Also....I want to know who can beat the other in 'bargaining', the merchant or the succubus necromancer?
I guess it depends on what the subject is. Arastoph isn't gonna try to seduce anybody any time soon, so she'd win a seduction contest. However, the merchant has made a career off bargaining with others.
Ah, I understand! It happens; but to answer your question, no, he was still hidden.
He didn't budge an inch from his hiding place, though. He doubted that the looters would actually have mercy, and would shoot him with the crossbows at a moment's notice. While his pleas sounded remorseful and desperate, Arastoph said them with but a look of annoyance on his face, and was fingering the ammunition pouch in his hands. If anything, perhaps he could play the knight's code of chivalry into his hands and receive protection under him. If the knight decided to take responsibility for the actions of a "frightened and desperate survivor", then he had an opportunity. To either escape or stay alive long enough.
He did, just very briefly. He was behind cover, threw the pouch while he was still behind cover, and shot at the pouch just as he was coming out. It's just that I don't think the mind will be able to process that action fast enough to react and retaliate accurately in that span of time. Unless they were trying to predict his movements, but these are crossbows and take forever to reload. Prediction shots would be a waste of time and ammo.
I feel that I should argue that nobody should have a real idea of where Arastoph is hiding. They heard a gunshot, which is so loud it is difficult to trace in the first place, and his voice, which just came from a general location. He could've moved since then.
So it seems a little odd to me that in the single second he was visible, they were able to see him, think about their action, then both shoot him. In addition, nothing has been said regarding his actions. Just seems weird to me.
edit: woop, your IC edit ninja'd me. Still, the point stands. :P
Bless the naivety of the holy order. Arastoph smirked smugly to himself as the knight was baited onto his lure. For now, he was under the knight's protection. He just had to hold on for the knight to eliminate the swordsman so that he may be on his way. Peering through the cracks of his cover, he watched the duel. At first, it was nothing more than two grown men making fun of each other. However, eventually the looter did make his move and charged forward. The knight met the charge with his own, but instead of clashing with him, he ran him over full-force, and trampled the swordsman as he went.
Arastoph had hoped that was that, but to his ever-increasing annoyance, the swordsman stood back up with difficulty. He immediately recognized his expression as one of rage. Contempt. Blood-thirsty anger. From this, and from the reputation of looters in general, there was no way the swordsman was going to hold up his end of the bargain. As he made the hand sign, and as Arastoph noticed the movement of the looter with the flail, he sprung to action.
"Fuck!"
He likely wasn't going to save the knight in time, but it wasn't his life that Arastoph was concerned about. He tossed his pouch of ammunition over the ruins and where its trajectory would land it between the man with the flail and the crossbowmen. The merchant spun on his heel around the corner and traced the airborne pouch with his dragoon, and when it fell into position, pulled the trigger. A dozen bullets shot through the air toward the pouch. Even if not one of the pellets struck it, the spread should at least be enough to hit at least one of the looters.
Psst, Carver. Blocking one blade with your shield, parrying the other with your sword, then planting your foot behind theirs and bashing them with your shield to make them fall over is a legitimate tactic.
[h3]Maybe the real plot was the friends we made along the way. [sub][code][Last Updated: April 3, 2022][/code][/sub][/h3]
I'm 26 years old and I have learned not to share too much of my personal life on the internet. I work as an English and writing tutor at a local college.
I love literature and poetry, and I also enjoy writing, and I like to think I'm not half bad at it. I first started writing as a hobby with online roleplay at the start of 2010, and I've slowly drifted away from it in recent years. I enjoy most genres, but if I had to pick a couple of favorites, they would be sci-fi and high fantasy—heavy emphasis on the high fantasy. Some of my favorite characters have come from Elder Scrolls roleplays, since it appeals to the D&D nerd in me.
I have a tendency to get carried away with making my character sheets. I like telling their stories in the sheet sometimes even more than the roleplay itself, which depends on the roleplay itself of course. I want my readers to know how their background influences them as a person, how their personality bleeds into their appearance, and I love watching characters overcome their personal tragedies and finding their true selves as their identities shatter and reform like kintsugi. I've always been a fan of characters overcoming their weaknesses and obstacles and I try to make that show in many of my characters. Therefore, many of the narratives I explore come from a place of vulnerability, but I try to balance the heavy themes with light whimsy.
I also try to research whatever it is I'm writing about so that I'm not just spitting into the wind - unless that's what my character is doing, in which case I try to make sure that's made clear in my writing. It’s kind of hard to define my style, as I’m influenced by all sorts of literary movements and schools of criticism; dark romanticism, modernism, post-modernism, Marxism, feminism, post-structuralism—I have a lot of isms in my pocket. Nathaniel Hawthorne is one of my favorite dark romantic authors, Dickinson is one of my favorite naturalist poets, Judith Ortiz Cofer, Langston Hughes, and Robert Frost—they’ve all in some ways informed my writing, as well as many others. I even tend to look to some of my fellow guild mates for inspiration or analyze what I like about their writing and see what I can do to improve my own through their example.
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