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    1. Stekkmen 11 yrs ago

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5 yrs ago
Current Taking a pretty permanent hiatus. Thanks for all the stories!
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5 yrs ago
Feelin' pretty fine, feelin' pretty sharp.
5 yrs ago
Blizzard Entertainment supports the tyrannical government of China. Blizzard Entertainment ends the careers of those who dare dissent against their chinese overlords. And they're not the only ones...
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5 yrs ago
Got to get back into the swing of the things
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5 yrs ago
In other news, Republicans in Oregon have laid siege to the state capital, shutting down the democratic process. They have the support of right-wing militia groups who have shot at police before.
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Bio



I've been on and off this website for six years now. Right now I've only barely got time for one RP, and even then I mess that up. Trying to be more consistent and online more often, because I really do enjoy online roleplaying. Hopefully, one day I'll be able to write as much as I used too. Until then, I shall brood gloomily in the shadows.

Life goes on! Hobbies change and so do schedules. I hate ghosts, so I'm trying to put myself to rest as best I can with a status and bio officially marking my departure. If I'm going to do any writing, it's going to be working on that book I always wanted to finish.

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Bruno sat there and listened to the man sitting in front of him's outburst. For some reason, the meaningless words got under Bruno's skill, and he wanted to agree violently with him. Bruno wanted to axe whoever was putting him through this. (Whatever this was). Bruno's not one for self-thought or self-leadership, he's been a minion his whole "life" and he has no plan of stopping.

Bruno was growing agitated now, and slammed his meaty fist onto the table and made an angry noise. "Graaagh!" He wanted his axe! He wanted...his axe! And whatever this other guy was on about! Bruno the axeman would stand for it no longer!
after seeing what the RP is about, i think a giant robot super soldier would have been better after all XD
Bruno still wasn't finding any of this particularly strange or confusing, it was a non-factor for him. How did he get here? Who are these people? Why did a miniature train on a miniature railroad carry a miniature meal into his mouth? (miniature) He cared not for these answers. He accepted the meal (if only by default) and continued to sit, placid and docile. He had no axe. There was nothing to be done.

He completely ignored the check. A complete non-issue for Bruno the Undead Axeman. He stared dully in the vague general direction of the man sitting in front of him.

Bruno stared absent mindedly at the well dressed person in front of him. The large-haired man seemed to be no cause of concern for the ghoulish axeman. The man in front of him said something that Bruno didn't quite understand.

Bruno finally looked down at the tiny morsel of food in front of him. It would have been the first freshly prepared meal Bruno had seen in at least a century. For some odd reason, this place began to awaken a decency that had long forgot itself in his mind. And so, Bruno the Undead Axeman attempted to daintily lift up the fork and place the delicacy into his rotten mouth.

Three seconds later, the plate was on the floor. Curses!
Bruno had essentially scooped up the plate, and with the lifting of his fork flipped the plate over and sent it onto the fine carpet. Bruno groaned angrily and flailed his arms around at his complete lack of control. This wouldn't have happened if he had just had his axe. Where was his axe, anyway? He though of getting up to look for it, but the strange atmosphere of this place convinced the single minded brute that it would appear if he simply waited. What ended up happening was that he continued to look in what could be translated as disappointment at the ruined "meal."

It wouldn't be out of Bruno's character if he simply went under the table to eat the entree as is. He was a dungeon dwelling undead minion: he wasn't a picky eater. But no, he was confined to his chair with some strange spell. (Although Bruno did not recognize it to be a spell.) So he simply sat, arms hanging at his side, staring at the carpeted floor below.
this really needs more characters.
come on people pls
Bruno the Undead Axeman stood in the middle of a dark, moist, stone corridor, like he always did. He guarded a blue orb that was mounted on the wall, his only light source that cast an eerie teal light over him. His "breath" was hollow and jagged, the only sound in the utterly silent hallway.

He clutched his rusted axe in one hand, his eyes staring into the darkness in front of him. What was Bruno thinking about, you might ask?

Nothing.
Nothing but his axe. He simply stood there, waiting for an event to occur.

And finally, in longer than Bruno could remember (which wasn't very long), a dim torch light appeared around an unseen corner. Following the torch light was a healthy looking young man wielding a short sword. The man turned the corner, noticed Bruno, and halted.

"Hello?"

Bruno said nothing, but now his eyes were locked on the traveler. The man cautiously approached, sword in his right, torch in his left.

"What are you doing?"

When the torch light touched that of the blue orb, Bruno then decided that it would perhaps be worth it to axe this adventurer. With a horrid grunt, Bruno hefted his axe and violently lurched forward, wildy slamming his axe into a stone wall. The stone chipped, the traveler shrieked and backpedaled away from Bruno. The axeman continued his rampage, crashing his axe from one side of the hallway to the other as the man walked backwards, feebly holding out his sword to protect himself.

Eventually, Bruno's axe caught the man's sword, and almost disarmed him. It was at that the traveler turned and ran, still clutching his sword 'n torch. Bruno hesitated, and figured that yes, he would chase the traveler for a brief time. The undead axeman took his long, spindly steps. The traveler took his rapid, well formed feet farther and farther away from Bruno. Eventually, they came to a door, the man attempted to close the door behind him, but Bruno shouldered into the door and spilled onto his face into the room. The man found another door in the room, attempted to open it, but it was locked. He cursed and turned, but Bruno was already up to his feet.

There was an ancient wooden table between the traveler and Bruno. When the man dashed left, Bruno lurched right, and man retreated. This happened several times. Eventually, they just stood there, staring.

"Hello." The man said. Bruno did not understand what the man was trying to accomplish, but to a normal human that would have been seen as "gallows humor."

A brief moment later, the man threw his sword and made a mad dash to the door behind Bruno. The pommel the sword struck Bruno in the chest, but the rotten warrior paid no mind to it. Bruno quite literally dived forward, extended his axe outwards as far as he could. The old weapon caught the man on the knee and sent him stumbling. The man fell into the door that he was trying to escape from, and in a tragic twist of fate, his own body closed his only exit.

The man yelled and cursed and attempted the awkward maneuver of standing up and pulling open a door that you are pressed against. It didn't go well. His brief delay gave Bruno enough time to stand and swipe his axe at the man. The sharp end hit the man in the side, and the traveler twisted and face Bruno.

And so there they were, Bruno standing menacingly over a young adventurer who was unfortunately trapped both in this mysterious dungeon, and this mysterious room. The man closed his eyes and scrunched up his face. So did the obvious, raised up his axe....

and then something very peculiar happened.

A miracle for the young adventurer, and an inconvenience for the Undead Axeman.

you're right

i must axe
sounds good!

edit: not even a little introductory post?
like a little one

like a sentence

"and so our story begins..."

'cause i'm freaking out about getting the first post on an RP that isn't mine, it's freaking me out man i can't handle this
Benson O'Hara
Early Morning, The Big Island


Benson nodded, turned around, and began walking back along the beach side. It shouldn't that far of a walk. He was dirty, exhausted, in pain, and in shock. Still, he walked on- there was nothing else to do. The woman told him her name was Kyra.

"Howdy, Kyra. The name's Benson- Benson O'Hara. At your service." He said, still walking forward. His eyes scanned the tree line for the place that he exited the forest from. He was thankful that the sun was to his back, now. Made it a lot easier to look for landmarks.
Just a casual story about dudes stuck in a seemingly endless blown up city who are fighting each other for reasons they forgot.
you know?

Anyone ever read Gone With the Blastwave?
it's a short web-comic that's updated once a millenia or so

blastwave-comic.com/index.php?p=comic&..

read it
it's pretty great, i'd like to do an RP based on it. i've done it once before on another website, it worked pretty well
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