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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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you guys think so? i was under the impression that it was off limits, and by "take care of it" @Lugubrious meant destroy it.

I mean if The Centurion was a flying fire person with dragon wins that would be great. But it might be too dangerous, right? or is it just Bowser who cannot excepet Evil Bowser's spirit because...well, then we would just get evil bowser again, lol. But if any of us could become evil I'm not sure. If anyone had the will to resist the allure of personal power it would be a borderline brainwashed egalitarian, honor-bound fascist.

but yeah mechanically it would be pretty neato. but also...potentially evil.

Am I just making this up, DM? OOC will any of our characters turn evil if we take the spirit of MDB? Or is it just a risk reward type thing

dragon wings...evil....dragon wings...evil

hmmm
huh. i genuinely thought i posted last round.

maybe i...deleted my post. or something. bizarre. i can like, remember the wording of it, too.
sorry! i really don't know what happened. I dreamed up a post and never put it to paper, I guess. will start working on a post soon. at least we won, right? lol
will get a post up tomorow. i will have cent...i don't know. i'll have to think about it. stab him in the toe?
well. my ankle stab was worthless. I'm not sure what Centurion could do besides trying to get some damage in. Maybe try and cut a toe off or something

@Lugubrious do you think I could do a second character soon? I think I'd like to be able to write more versatile characters both in combat and in personality, just to have more to work with. If i understand correctly I need to get Centurion to level 3, right?
:(

don't talk like that

we're going to live forever!
Hello. Hopefully, I'm going to be online more often than before. So, I figured I would write up a character that I've always liked and maybe get a chance to play in this RP. Let me know if there's anything I should change.


Magnumus Agoston, Centurion.

Level 2 - (7/20) EXP
Location: MegaDragonBowser castle
Word Count: 413




The Centurion felt the tremor beneath his boots as the ferocious beast began to stand. He leapt off the evil bowser as it threw him and his allies off of itself. Soaring the air, Agoston yelped in surprise before crashing down to the castle floor. Luckily, he managed to disperse some of the impact by landing on his feet and rolling to a stop. Standing, he attemped to reoriented himself.

"I think he felt that!" He shouted to his comrades. "Keep up the pressure!"

Before he could get moving, some allies he did not really know very well were destroyed. He acknowledged their sacriced but said nothing aloud. Then, the armored man watched in awe as Zer0 the samurai leapt from on-high and expertly planted a normally lethal blow into the eyesocket of the beast. It would be a final strike on any other beast, but the samurai did not predict the pure heat of the beast. His katana melted, and Zer0 himself was destroyed. The Centurion did not say anything aloud to this, either, but in this noble quest there were fewer deaths more honorable. Centurion did not know as much as your average scholar about the culture of the samurai in his world, but if Zer0's culture was anything like that, than his death was a good one, and he would be rewarded in whatever afterlife came next. So would the Centurion, if it came to that. No warrior in his homeland feared death. Whether it be the code of bushido, the halls of Valhalla, Heaven for the knights, and whatever the Wu Lin practiced, dying in combat was a truly glorious thing to be commended.

When the mighty beast slammed his fists into the ground, the Centurion knew what to do. His phalanx ability would protect him. He figured he would also be able to jump over the shockwave. Tora had some kind of shield, as well.

The Centurion used his Phalanx ability nonetheless. It would provide another safe haven for any particularly slow moving allies. Though they would still get knocked back by the blast, they would take little if any damage as the orange shield shattered into pieces after absorbing the blast.

As such, the Centurion stood to his feet once more. "I'll give him everything I've got!" He shouted. A well placed strike to the achilles heel might slow the beast down.

The Centurion ran as fast as he could, trying to navigate and maneuvre safely into strike range of the beast. If he could, he would plunge his Gladius into the heel of the beast and drag it down, severing as many tendons as possible. He was somewhat nimble, and hopefully would be able to avoid any wayward stomps. If he couldn't his Phalanx would be able to protect him from a smash attack or two.

Magnumus Agoston, Centurion.

Level 2 - (7/20) EXP
Location: MegaDragonBowser castle
Word Count: 320

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The Centurion had followed his allies into the fray, but he was admittedly overwhelmed by the action. It didn't even look like he could get close to the whirling monstrosity of death. Everytime he thought he saw an opportunity, a stray piece of rubble flew in his direction. Wayward flames. The battle was pure chaos. Not the organized effort of a well-oiled machine of war, no, it was amateur hour over here. Still, it looked like they were managing to somewhat get the upper hand on the Mega Dragon Bowser.

As Micheal squeezed off a shot, Centurion looked between him and Din. Suddenly, the dragon was knocked to the floor after a particularly rowsing series of blows. "Well. Wish me luck!" That being said, he sprinted as fast as he could. Courier 6 and the newly revitalized Ratchet were taking the advantage. Magnumus, too, decided to take his moment.

His boots slamming into the floor of the castle, he clumsily vaulted over some debris, ducked under a flying rock, and approached the evil incarnate. The beast was on it's back. Huffing and puffing, the Agoston built up his strength and leapt high into the air, coming down onto Evil Bowser's exposed underside.

"Die, beast!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. He flipped his gladius upside down, holding it in verse grip with both hands. Then, he plunged the blade as far as he could into Mega Dragon Bower's flesh. Bringing the sword out, he attempted to do it as many times as possible. "Hah! Haha! Die! Die! Take this!" He was, of course, freaking out. His gladius seems quite small in comparison to the massive beast. But, it's not how large the weapon is, it's how you use it. Not that Agoston would know anything about that. The Centurion questioned his own line of thinking before steadying his balance and raising his weapon another time.
hey
expect a post from me tomorrow. still here just...slow. and bad at writing.
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