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5 mos ago
Current 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: February 1, 2025]


I'm too old for this shit and I have learned not to share too much of my personal life on the internet. I earned a 4-year English degree, work as an English and writing tutor at a local college, a communications copywriter for a non-profit, and I'm a development editor at an academic publishing company. That means I word good.

I like literature and poetry. 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 moments 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'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. Sometimes though that door swings the other way and I lean into the whimsy while sneaking in moments of vulnerability.

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. Sometimes that gets in the way, like in the case of blacksmith character I wanted to make but felt compelled to study up on blacksmithing first (don't fall into that trap, no one really gives a shit).

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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I cannot fuck Michelle in the ass. I cannot do it. I won't do it
It's like a fraternity. The initiation is simultaneous anal penetration by three of the senior staff members.
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I am new to reddit, well I joined a couple weeks ago. But that's not the point. I just don't know reddit that well and besides, I thought that one of you guys would have a reddit account and you're following the subreddit.


The day I get to see a lawsuit carried out in a roleplay - a superpower roleplay, no less - will be the day I finally breathe life.
Here's an idea: brutal maiming and an ambulance tearing through town to reach him while a friend or bystander stays with him to make sure he doesn't bleed out before they get there.

I've been in dozens of sandboxy roleplays, and never often enough have I seen such a turnout after a conflict. There is plenty of development to come out of a hospital visit.
Exhaustion was already overtaking the merchant, and was slow to address Kelvin's passing comment. The long trek took a lot out of what was left of him and was beginning to drift into slumber as he sat upright with his back against a tree trunk.

"I've seen and... experienced enough to be aware there is more to this world than your mortality." Arasatoph answered dismissively with a lazy wave of his hand. "Believing, howe'er, is not the same as holding faith in higher powers..."

This was a terrible time for him to be discussing anything, much less religion, and was already growing irritable. He wished to remain left alone so that he may catch up on rest. On the bright side, he felt he had no reason to worry of his safety around these ones.

"But for now, let me be," he continued, "I am weary."
@Voltus_Ventus Not that, the hentai part.


OP said to stop talking about hentai in this thread, Kronshi. Stop or be banned.
They found the hentai in your secret zipped folder, which you had hidden inside your sample music folder.
@The Wanderer@TheWizardLizard@Dragonbud@gammaflux@Voltus_Ventus@Kimiyosis@akje@Spoopy Scary From now on, I will not hunt you down. If you have not posted recently, I will kill you off tomorrow, and if you go over 3 days without posting I will end your character. Come back or die off, your choice.


Don't let me stop you from flexing those muscles, but in most circumstances (not all), people who haven't posted in over three days probably aren't coming back anyway.
It was quite a long and eventful day. Between having had no sleep the previous night, half of the party he had recent acquainted himself with going off to who-knows-where on what was apparent to be a mission to willingly swan dive into the dragon's maws - the merchant had little sympathy for the fools - and then they were suddenly surrounded by bandits, with the foolish knight sacrificing his life so that the others may flee. Foolish, certainly; Arastoph definitely would not have done the same, but he appreciated the act as it allowed him to live another day. However, that extra day comprised him of hiking through rough terrain to get to the next town over while he was sleep deprived. While he still detested the idea of sleeping among strangers, he felt that his body might win out this time around.

He had no interest in talking with any of those who were left; he was too exhausted and irritable for him to be so patient with them. The boy, however, still seemed to have plenty of energy left to harass the seer girl as she began to wander off.

"However you look at it," he began to explain, "every man and woman is a sinner. Some sin less, some sin more, some are better at hiding it."

Arastoph sighed and closed his eyes just as a cool breeze blew by and soothed his hot skin and aching muscles.

"Carver is probably dead and will be suffering eternal damnation. We can just hope he's being tortured by two hundred ninety-nine pitchforks instead of three hundred."
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