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Tybalt Capulet Member
Honorable Heretic
STATUS: Anyone out there trying to write about some sad cowboys and cowgirls? I love me some western, and god is it tricky to find. 5 yrs ago
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Anyone out there trying to write about some sad cowboys and cowgirls? I love me some western, and god is it tricky to find.
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7 yrs ago
I've started book 2 of my trilogy! Thanks to those who beta-read the first one for me!
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7 yrs ago
First DnD session went awesomely! My players loved it, and a dragonborn was nearly killed by a bugbear.
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7 yrs ago
Starting up DMing my first campaign this weekend!
7 yrs ago
50,033 words written! I finished NaNoWriMo!
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Heyo! I'm Tybalt, and I'm an alcoholic...
Shoot, I think I'm doing this wrong. Y'know what, I'mma just throw up a character sheet for myself, y'all know how to read those.
Name: Tybalt
Species: Human. But, like, kinda Hobbit, too?
Age: 24
Rank: Peasant, probably.
Personality: Hard to nail down since I'm the one writing it, but I'm a type three on the Enneagram if that's worth anything.
Description: Two arms, two legs, a head, no feathers.
Abilities: Casual to advanced writing. I love a good advanced, but it's gotta be engaging as well as deep. Advanced is an investment, so I rarely keep up with more than one at a time.
Likes: Pirates, Knights, Cowboys, and everything in-between. I don't mind a good romance, but I'm just as happy to have a bro-tp as an otp. I also love anything by Brandon Sanderson, so if we've got some other fans out there, hit me up in the pm's.
Dislikes: This is less a dislike than a personal failing, but I tend to over-commit to too many stories, then not respond very quickly. You have been warned, I guess.
Shoot, I think I'm doing this wrong. Y'know what, I'mma just throw up a character sheet for myself, y'all know how to read those.
Name: Tybalt
Species: Human. But, like, kinda Hobbit, too?
Age: 24
Rank: Peasant, probably.
Personality: Hard to nail down since I'm the one writing it, but I'm a type three on the Enneagram if that's worth anything.
Description: Two arms, two legs, a head, no feathers.
Abilities: Casual to advanced writing. I love a good advanced, but it's gotta be engaging as well as deep. Advanced is an investment, so I rarely keep up with more than one at a time.
Likes: Pirates, Knights, Cowboys, and everything in-between. I don't mind a good romance, but I'm just as happy to have a bro-tp as an otp. I also love anything by Brandon Sanderson, so if we've got some other fans out there, hit me up in the pm's.
Dislikes: This is less a dislike than a personal failing, but I tend to over-commit to too many stories, then not respond very quickly. You have been warned, I guess.
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So, it's super short, but we are in combat, so I figured you all didn't want a bunch of introspection.
Aster
Aster didn't bother with any verbal response, simply nodding quickly towards the two others, then pulling her katana free from its sheath for the first time since having purchased it from a surprisingly reasonable vendor in Genesis city. The blade shone in the sunlight, and its weight seemed so balanced that it rested more lightly in her hand than should have been possible. For a starting-level weapon, it seemed to be of the finest quality that could be expected. With a stern expression, she hurried forward, quality shoes slapping softly against the grassy earth. It was an incredible experience to see every action play out as she made split-second decisions. There was no delay, and she found that she could run more easily, by a good measure, than she could in the old world. She didn't have to hesitate or check for obstructions; everything was laid out before her as clearly as if she'd had all day to examine it.
All of these thoughts passed in but a moment. As the freezing spell connected, she rushed onward, circling deftly around Dirk and skidding to a stop beside him. "Alright, big guy. You deliver the first hit, and I'll finish it off while it's focused on you." Her fingers tightened on the sword's handle, gripping it more firmly than was strictly necessary, or even recommended by anyone with real experience in swordplay. For these enemies, though, it would probably be enough. She stood on the balls of her feet, long hair tied back roughly, but just barely beginning to work its way free of the ribbon that held it up.
I'll hopefully get my post up tonight, but I had it almost done and it disappeared while formatting.
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Banned for apparently being the only person who is next in line whenever I check this thread.
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