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    1. TwelveOf8 10 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current Now that I have given up video games I should have a lot more time to RP now. I'm sure that I'm not the first person to have declared this but hopefully I won't be the last.
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7 yrs ago
To all those who are awaiting a post from me I'm sorry. I have no excuses. I expect the very best from myself and frankly that kind of pressure brings about some major procrastination.
7 yrs ago
I very well may be the worst fps player the world has ever known.
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7 yrs ago
Has anyone heard of this Smitty Werbenjagermanjensen guy? They say he's number one.
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7 yrs ago
Alright, no more screwing around. I have to get started on my various projects. I can't let another week go by with nothing done. Lady France awaits and I'm not getting any younger.
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Bio

I guess this is where I explain myself.

All I can say is that my existence is an endless void occasionally interrupted by passing flashes of light.
Interlaced with a little randomness here and there to, ya know, keep things interesting.


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@RhythmloidThank you for understanding. (@)_(@)
"Yes Corinne baby, this one right here." Rolo responds. He pats the smooth stone of the natural formation left uncovered by the blanket.

"And yeah, I dunno. It's magical and stuff." Rolo says in response to Corinnes question regarding the Esselen memory stone.

"The local Esselen people who lived in the area of Sea Salt Bay in particular came to this place. They gathered around this massive stone that we're sitting on right now."explained Rolo. He made a wide sweeping gesture at the surrounding area around them.

"Every night of the full moon they gathered. They gathered here to touch this stone, to fill it with their hopes and dreams. They placed their palms on it like this." explained Rolo further. He then placed his palm flat on the stone surface.

"And then they closed their eyes, and thought and prayed with all they had. They left nothin unsaid." said Rolo.

He then closed his eyes for a couple of moments. A comically strained expression was displayed on his features as he did this. When those couple of moments passed he then opened his eyes, and took his hand off of the stone.

"They also gave the stone their problems, hoping that the great coyote in the sky would hear them. Maybe help them out a little." Rolo explained further.

Almost on cue the call of a coyote was issued, followed shortly by the responding call of a different coyote. The coyotes in the area of Sea Salt Bay were the apex predators of the woods. Though they weren't above digging through people's garbage. The coyotes, thankfully, were far too shy to bother human beings. If a pack were to encounter an injured human that couldn't defend themselves however, that would be a different story. Such instances were admittedly very rare though.
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You got to listen to your heart.
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And get along with each other, hey.
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What a wonderful kind of day.
@Dynamo FrokaneThats good, I like to take my time with my character sheets.
@RhythmloidFather is visiting, been occupied. Posting may be slow in the next couple of days.
@Dynamo FrokaneIs there a deadline for character sheets?
"Hehehe you'll get used to it little darlin. Burns so good don't it." remarked Rolo.

A persons first taste of bourbon is never a graceful affair. Many a spitting and sputtering to be had. The bitter burning taste hid a very slight hint of sweetness. Though perhaps, to Rolo, said sweetness was imagined. To him, the buzz was what was important. But it seemed that Corinne didn't share that philosophy when it came to drinking. Rolo resolved to bring some fruit flavoured vodka mix drinks for Corinne on their next camping trip. A cute girly drink for a cute girly girl.

"Anyways, as I was sayin. It all began centuries ago. Back when the Esselen people roamed these lands both wild and free. When the men were warriors, and the women were queens. Back when your legacy was the lessons and morals instilled in your child. No fancy jewels, cars or nothin." Rolo explained.

He gently took the bottle of bourbon out of Corinnes hands. Being careful not to spill its contents. It wasn't a cheap bottle, not by anyone's estimation. But Rolo did like to spoil himself at times.

"Thanks Corinne baby." said Rolo.

Yet another swig was taken from the one man drunken army. No buzz yet though, but the night was still young. And a delightful story still needed to be told.

"The Esselen had this belief ya see, that rocks could hold both memory and spiritual power. The Esselen around the area of Sea Salt Bay in particular, believed in a pretty powerful memory holdin rock." said Rolo.

"Take a wild guess where this spiritual rock is at." challenged Rolo.
@Fabricant451 I am so dreadfully sorry dude, I really am, truly. It's just that, to say that I'm not a fan of this piece is an understatement.

Stylistically it's completely and utterly chaotic, and not in a cool, experimental indy way. It's like a standard rpg village theme that's trying too hard to be unique purely for the sake of it, and failing miserably. I can't tell whether if it's a work of laziness or pure delusion. Again, dreadfully sorry. Please don't take it personally.

The only consolidation is that technically, it is music, though just barely. 2/10

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