i was just hoping we'd be hiding all the time
but ok mechs are good too
but ok mechs are good too
Stekkmen
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Head shotted.
STATUS: Taking a pretty permanent hiatus. Thanks for all the stories! 5 yrs ago
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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 immediately felt uncomfortable. Not because of the complete shift in scenery and strange omega beings toying with him, but because suddenly he was covered in fur. Making a noise between a growl, a moan, and a gurgle that sounded like some strange 70's alien companion, Bruno began tearing at the strange substance on his skin.
This made him drop his axe, which he immediately scrambled to pick up. He looked outside, and saw a strange, floating white object. Looked like a face. A big, round, face. Bruno raised his axe and smashed the face, but there was some sort of wall of psychic energy. Or, perhaps, by his calculations, some sort of material or alloy superheated together with several other ingredients to create a brittle and transparent substance.
And it got in way of axe! He hit it again.
This made him drop his axe, which he immediately scrambled to pick up. He looked outside, and saw a strange, floating white object. Looked like a face. A big, round, face. Bruno raised his axe and smashed the face, but there was some sort of wall of psychic energy. Or, perhaps, by his calculations, some sort of material or alloy superheated together with several other ingredients to create a brittle and transparent substance.
And it got in way of axe! He hit it again.
@Wade Wilson
YOU ALREADY KILLED ROOSTER-HEAD MAN
YOU SHOT HIM
HE WAS LITERALLY JUST A MAN WITH A ROOSTER-HEAD MASK ON
BUT NOW THERE IS A GUY WITH AN OWL-MASK ON AND THAT'S WHO HIT YOU WITH A CRICKET-BAT
YOU ALREADY KILLED ROOSTER-HEAD MAN
YOU SHOT HIM
HE WAS LITERALLY JUST A MAN WITH A ROOSTER-HEAD MASK ON
BUT NOW THERE IS A GUY WITH AN OWL-MASK ON AND THAT'S WHO HIT YOU WITH A CRICKET-BAT
THE ROOSTER-CHICKEN MASKED MAN FELL DOWN IN A SHOWER OF BLOOD. OUCH! BUT LUCKILY FOR EVERYONE INVOLVED, AN OWL-MASKED MAN BURST THROUGH THE WALL NEXT TO THE DOOR WITH A CRICKET BAT AND BEE-LINED FOR THE MOUTH WITH A MERC. @Wade Wilson THE OWL-MAN WOULD RAISE HIS CRICKET BAT AND SMACK IT DOWN OVER THE MERCENARIES HEAD.
ok i'd join that
I'd be in that
just a big old monster
Would the big monster be controlled by GM?
Also maybe some player death
just a big old monster
Would the big monster be controlled by GM?
Also maybe some player death
SOMEONE WEARING A ROOSTER MASK BURSTS INTO THE BAR WIELDING A PIPE. SCREAMING RABIDLY HE JUMPS HIGH INTO THE AIR AND DROPKICKS A GRAY, EYELESS THING @SepticGentleman. THE ROOSTER-MAN LANDS ON HIS BACK, AND THEN KICKS THE AIR, LAUNCHING HIMSELF BACK ONTO HIS FEET. HE SWINGS HIS PIPE AT SOMETHING ELSE, BUT APPARENTLY MISSES.
Bruno stopped his outburst and clutched his axe tightly to his chest. He understood the strange god Crocus, more so than any other person that has talked to him in a while. A small, sentient part of his brain hoped his motor and communication skills would increase now that he was spending time with talking beings.
He eyed the beeper on his belt. He would investigate, but he was too busy holding onto his axe.
He looked over at the man next to him, "Crocus" had called him Joe, or something like that. He couldn't quite tell.
Anyway, Joe seemed to show some concern for Bruno, which he appreciated, so hopefully Joe would help the skeletal warrior and Bruno...
He was still not sure of what his ultimate goal was, but whatever it was, he was going to achieve it gloriously!
In the meantime, Bruno hunched down and scanned the room for something.
He eyed the beeper on his belt. He would investigate, but he was too busy holding onto his axe.
He looked over at the man next to him, "Crocus" had called him Joe, or something like that. He couldn't quite tell.
Anyway, Joe seemed to show some concern for Bruno, which he appreciated, so hopefully Joe would help the skeletal warrior and Bruno...
He was still not sure of what his ultimate goal was, but whatever it was, he was going to achieve it gloriously!
In the meantime, Bruno hunched down and scanned the room for something.
@LePouvantail
completely different contexts of the word "undead" in both of their worlds
shenanigans inbound, i imagine
completely different contexts of the word "undead" in both of their worlds
shenanigans inbound, i imagine
Bruno was just about to try and...do something (he still wasn't sure what he was doing) when suddenly, a skeleton appeared on stage! They must be from where he came from! He had many a fond memory of decapitating adventurers along side skeletal warriors or magicians. They were faster and smarter than he was, and Bruno always wondered why he couldn't become one himself. Surely it was just a matter of time, right? But no, whatever magic kept him "alive" also disappointingly kept him from becoming an adept skeletal knight.
Either way, all of these thoughts reminded him of himself, and he was ready to fight someone.
He gave a loud, gurgly battle cry and clapped his hands together, and began whirling around his head, frantically searching for some kind of chopping device. Preferably, an axe.
Either way, all of these thoughts reminded him of himself, and he was ready to fight someone.
He gave a loud, gurgly battle cry and clapped his hands together, and began whirling around his head, frantically searching for some kind of chopping device. Preferably, an axe.
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