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5 yrs ago
Current Alright, Inkarnate. You win the game of RP flex's, how does it feel? Do you feel like the hero you are?
5 yrs ago
I also bow down to you, Vox. You're still here and that's what counts!
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5 yrs ago
I bow down to you, Altered Tundra. Keep on keeping on, you legend!
5 yrs ago
I'm fighting my procrastination to try and keep my daily posts at 1.51 instead of 1.50. I didn't realise it'd be this much of a battle!
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6 yrs ago
Retail is just a cancer of the soul
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It's real mage bullying hours over at Skingrad HQ


I'LL DRINK ALL THE MILK I LIKE, AXE-MAN!
Whelp, I'm totally fine with almost any role left over. My character will probably end up a large bemuscled male Naka who's just trying to be a companionable fella making his way in the 'verse!
@Shiva Got a timeframe in mind?
@Shiva Sign me up, Captain!

I'm probably going to end up playing some sort of gentle-giant fella, if you've got a spare bunk for me sir.
:O

A Firefly-like RPG???

Clanette cursed in the exact ways she had been told not to by the faith as she hurried down the path to reach the meeting point. Stendarr have mercy on me for my punctuality! She fumed, finally reaching the courtyard of the Skingrad Company Headquarters; yes! This was the place. She took a moment in the clearing, straightening her appearance and trying to look as stoic as possible. She'd worked up quite a sweat, unused to the warmer southern climes so she cast a quick cantrip to refresh herself and splashed some rosewater across her neck to give herself a boost. Divines curse her, but if she was going to be late she would make sure she wasn't going to be late and in a shambles.

She shuffled in just as the briefing was ending, the Breton noted. Too many eyes flicked her way for Clanette to be comfortable, but there was nothing to be done now. While a robed Argonian asked questions she adjusted her amulet of Stendarr to be as prominent as she could make it. It was her symbol of office, and her pass into this rag-tag crew.

An Imperial who looked to be in relative charge spoke a name that was familiar to Clanette. Flavia, the imperial across the room, was the exact description of the so called 'Legion's Demon'. If this was the same one that came to mind than this was the kind of person Clanette had been sent to stop, or at least temper. This Flavia had stepped on more than a few toes during her time in office, and now that she was away from the legion there was no doubt in Clanette's mind she would get worse. As a vigilant of Stendarr, Clanette gave the Imperial soldier a nod from across the room, hoping to get off on a good foot.
I should be posting promptly, hang in there fellas!
Basically, I’m just saying no one needs to wait on me because I can’t come up with anything compelling for where we are right now.


You could make a note of covering fire, maybe managing to save a group of people or something. Maybe she comes under a lot of fire and you can ask OOC if someone wants to interact and 'save' your PC just so you can build up a bit of relationship.

I get your busy with some of the most important moments of your life though, so I'm totally chill with you sitting out! Look after yourself!
Everyone in our party is the best! XD

Watch out world!
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