Therealslayer

On my way to steal yo girl like

Good luck finding her.

@ArenaSnow

Why I am against the criminalization of the KKK - and why you should be too.

I get what you're saying. Freedom of speech is one thing, everyone has a right to their opinion no matter how misguided it is and it's part of humanity and living has a collective, but banning or making that group illegal would only turn them into extremists, and we sure as heck don't need more of those.

From my experience, it's not by banning someone to do something that they'll magically change their mind and their ways. It's only by themselves that they can see how wrong they are and in most cases it takes a long time. There's also the whole pressure and brainwashing of an organized group that makes it harder for people to get out - just imagine how much worse it would be for them with the added pressure of their gatherings being criminal. Their leaders would have to be extremely strict.

Not to mention they'd be targets for other crime groups - which wouldn't be all that bad if you think about it. Racism is disgusting, but they have a right to redemption just like anyone.

On my way to steal yo girl like

SPIRAL ARROW!!!!

The Immortal Honor: Ghost Serpents of Onan (Fantasy Kung-Fu Epic)

Noted :) And I'll be flying home from work tomorrow so I probably won't get to post until later in the evening, but if you need Samantha to do something to progress in the story feel free to move her along with the group.

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"Could you not handle a few louts without bloodshed? Doing it out in the wild is one thing, but killing someone in the lone trading post within miles is bound to complicate life for everyone".

"And who exactly are you to judge?" Samantha asked, though she didn't care much for an answer. Not that there was no truth in his words and in fact, it's the truth that stung. She would have been the first to admit that the people who met their fate tonight was useless, but she did her damndest not to kill anyone - which is something she valued greatly for herself and others as well. Other people's action she had no control over. "These cowards were beating on our friend here -" She motioned towards the dirtied man swaying on his feet, "and I intervened. And if I hadn't, there would have been another senseless death here tonight. So, stranger, it would be in your best interest not to base your opinions on what you didn't see."

Samantha's arm was starting to burn from holding the thief in place and decided a switch of position would be in order. She pressed him down in the dirt on his stomach and sat herself down on his back. Her Dao remained pointed at his neck, which she inched closer to him as he made a crude remark.

She then turned to the newcomer, thinking how everyone gathered here at the same time was nothing short of a coincidence. She examined the man - his face and posture held stories of many fights but it was the youth in his eyes and clued in Samantha the man most likely was not in his thirties. He clearly had a different outlook on what happened here tonight and though that was perfectly fine, she believed anyone deserved the benefit of the doubt - even their foreign friend with the homicidal tendencies.

For once, Samantha was glad she hasn't spoken her thoughts outloud.

Borgies pls go

So then, who amongst us is jesus? 🤔

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That's the thing that makes a RP fun, diversity :D

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"Let me go you wench!"

Samantha twisted his arm further and slid the tip of her sword just under his chin. She could still feel and hear the sound of her heartbeat pounding in her ears, her laboured breathing and her blood running down her dilated veins. A loud scream snapped her out of it, and it was only then that Sam noticed a strange woman whom had joined their fight. The woman had slid the machete out of the downed thieves Sam had taken care of earlier. She didn't know what to make of her, but she had fought with them and not against them so it seemed that she was on their side.

The thief in Samantha's grasp had tried to free himself, but Samantha only tigthened her grip further. She smacked his face with the dull edge of her Dao in a way a mother would chastise her child for getting caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He didn't seem to appreciate the gesture, if his barred teeth are an indication.

The woman's speech pattern was odd, but Sam had no trouble understanding her. "No!" Sam shouted at the woman, and quickly explained herself: "I think it would be best to alert the authorities."

Strange speech, strange clothing; Samantha's interest was peaked.

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"Of course," Samantha returned his bow as the clearly intoxicated man thanked her. A small smile appeared at the corner of her lips as she watched him; he sure didn't seem to mind the dirt on his face. "You...don't look so good." She cringed at her own words and wished she could have said something better - or perhaps nothing at all. No matter, there were angry thieves baring their teeth at them like savage beasts.

Before Sam could do anything, the stranger intercepted two of them. Astonished at the man's prowess in this state, she almost forgot about the other two attackers wanting her head on a silver platter. It was too late, however, as a foot connected with her face and she was launched into the air, landing on the ground harshly. "Okay, ouch." She complained before she swiftly kicked off the ground and landed on both feet.

The thieves both charged at her, but instead of unsheathing her Dao to even up the odds, Samantha sidestepped the unarmed thief and grasped his shoulder with both of her hands. She turned his back towards her, holding him against her chest as his friend plunged his machete into him. "Sorry," she whispered and moved from behind him, and let his limp body fall on the ground.

Samantha watched the second attacker struggle to pull the machete out of his friend. It was a nasty sight to see, and one Sam hated seeing, but sometimes it was necessary. After a while, the thief decided he wasn't going to get the weapon back anytime soon he turned towards her and raised his hands up in a loosely held stance. Sam did the same, and had already placed her weight on her right leg to prepare for the kick he would eat square in the jaw. She knew before he even moved that he would jump up at her, and when he did, she unleashed a strong kick in his face.

Somewhat unsteady on his feet, the thief shook his head and jumped back in with a series of punches and elbows, which were all expertly dodged and countered. Samantha firmly grasped his left arm, turned her back to him and flipped him over her shoulder. She kept a hold on his arm and twisted it in a painful and uncomfortable angle. With the other she unsheathed her sword and placed it against his throat.

Samantha then glanced over to see how her companion was doing.

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North Central - Outside of Shami's Stop

Samantha never made it a habit of smirking, but that time she did. She relished when people would underestimate her even before they had the chance of fighting her. In fact, she hoped they would as that simple mistake on their part would make this battle much easier for her. "Is there a chance we can...talk?" She attempted weakly, and chuckled when they continued to advance on her.

Samantha shrugged "Worth a try," she said before she lunged at the first one and slammed the hilt of her sai against his temple. Quickly, she dodged a kick that came from the second thief and took advantage of his opened stance to kick his feet from under him and slammed her foot down on his sternum. She then blocked the oncoming hit from the third thief with her forearm and delivered two hits with the hilt of her sais, effectively knocking him down. The fourth landed a few hits, but he was just as quickly put down with a vicious kick to the stomach and a knee to the forehead.

With laboured breathing, Samantha cast a glance at the downed man and said "Can you get up?" She then turned her attention back to the thieves. Her hits stunned them for a moment but they were nowhere near knocked out status.