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12 mos ago
Current Hey remember when this site didn't have 3 tabs in the IC threads? Crazy.
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4 yrs ago
I feel like Myriad Reality is somehow the secret glue holding this entire site together
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5 yrs ago
People like to nudge aside the fact that there's a level of commitment to hosting, and joining an RP. The majority of players don't have it in either case, regardless of how interesting an idea is.
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5 yrs ago
I've been gone so long that I forgot what the status bar was like. It's like coming back to an old apartment, except it's not an apartment anymore, it's just two walls and a lot of heroine addicts.
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6 yrs ago
The status bar serves one of three purposes. You can be pretentious, you can tell people about your personal problems, or you can be a smartass.
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Nihilist, but like, the cool type of nihilist, you know?

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The pitch black hull was wider than four town houses side by side, and towered at least four stories overhead like some kind of moving fortress. Its sails were laden with dark green fabric from top to bottom in sets of eight on either side of the mast. From its bow, a giant silver spike shot out with what appeared to be barbed wire lining its shaft.

Molly didn't move. She froze up at the sight of it. If Shane had moved only a moment later, both him and his sister would have been crushed by the oncoming ship as it tore through the sand, destroying half the beach.

When the ship came to a stop, several slots opened all along its frontal hull, and spiked shot into the ground with anchors attached to the end of each one. Far above the eight-fold sails, a black flag waved with a white jolly roger spread across its length. It looked like a skull with thin slits for eyes, and smooth hair-like patterns on either edge wrapping down into a spiral below its jawline. No doubt, it was the sign of a pirate ship.
Molly pouted and shoved herself onto her feet. She spun around and stared at the oncoming boat, freezing in place as its once small shadow grew larger and larger, until finally, it looked big enough to crush their entire beach.

"Uh... Shane?"
Molly turned around and braced herself, but Shane's raw damage was too much for her frail little idiot head, and she was shoved to the ground. Most little girls would end up crying, but Molly laughed it off as they tumbled over and spat up a mouth full of sand. "Damn, what was that? Some kind of special attack?"
Molly trudged on, looking back only for a moment to stick her tongue out at her brother. "All talk and no bite! You'll never beat me acting like that, stooge-wagon!" She kicked off down the main trail, flinging a cloud of dust up as she reached critical speed. "Mega Molly Dash!!!"

Kids are pretty stupid, if we're being fair here.

The beach was already in sight. Just a few more minutes and the soft sand would bring Molly's incredibly average speed to a halt. If Shane had any advantage over Molly, it was he ability to maneuver through the sand more effectively. Which, in reality, kinda sucked as something to list as a special skill.
Molly rolled away and flipped onto her feet, evading his swipe with ease. Her brother might've been quick witted, but his reaction speed with comparable to that of a dying otter with a brain tumor. They were only kids, but when it came to athleticism, she had him totally beat.

"Missed me, stupid!" She shouted, running into another clumsy sprint. At the pace she was going, she was bound to lead them towards the beach. It was a wonderful day though. Maybe a little time in the sand wasn't a bad idea.




Meanwhile, out at sea, a massive ship with a hull black as coal was approaching the shoreline. At the helm, a large man, at least two meters wide and three meters tall, held the wheel steady against the current. Behind him stood a tall, skinny woman with dark black hair that hung down slick against her skin.

"Keep her steady, Mr. Graves. We'll be at shore soon."
Molly stomped through the dirt roads without a care in the world as her big brother chased after her. The day was ripe with opportunity for the young siblings. Where would it lead them? Nobody could tell! One thing was for certain though, and it was that the sunlight would shine on until nightfall without a single cloud in the sky to hamper the mood.

The little girl tripped near the edge of town and rolled onto her back. Dirt smeared across her blue flower-print overalls, adding the the multitude of stains that coated the worn fabric. She leaned forward and turned to Shane, eyes wide. Was this the end? Could it be? Would she finally be it?!
One day this will have an epilogue.
~ Prologue ~

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