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by Giovenith » Fri Nov 06, 2015 4:47 pm
by Primordial Luxa » Fri Nov 06, 2015 4:56 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
by Highfort » Sat Nov 07, 2015 2:12 am
by Northwest Slobovia » Sat Nov 07, 2015 2:08 pm
Monfrox wrote:"What is there to talk about? What happened happened. I can't go back in time and change it, I can only change how I act from now on. You've got something for me? Let's hear it. There isn't any real reason to dwell on past mistakes except to learn from them. I've learned, though that has yet to be proven to you and the others."
Cerillium wrote:A young lad, perhaps no older than twelve, separated himself from his peers and edged forward until he was close to the Gatejumpers' table. "We lost nearly all," he replied. "My family lost all of ours. We've raised them for generations. I- I could take you to where they run wild. My father showed me once. He'd show you now, but--"
"There's a good lad," Margaret swept from her chair to gather the boys shoulders under her arm. "You need to stay here with your mother. You leave that quest to somebody else, and when it's over, you can be the first to pick your lamb."
Primordial Luxa wrote:Burrows
“Amanda what do you make of all this sheep business. I suppose we could talk with these hunters when they return and see what kind of help we could offer these poor folks in exchange for some food and supplies?” Primordial said while reaching into one of his vest pockets with the Fist of the Beyond One and grabbing one of the grape sized rubies he stored there. He caused it to slink out and float around his arm in a slinking manner out of both boredom and to emphasize his next point. “Or we could try and buy things the old fashion way.”
Cerillium wrote:She shooed him towards his friends, watching the sorrow press his posture down, then softly explained to Amanda and Primordial, "Pierce's father was one of our chief shepherds, and was one of the first to fall when the Fiends first came. He's the man of his house now. The hunters usually return by nightfall, and they gather here at the pub. I'm sure they'll speak with you."
by The BranRiech » Sat Nov 07, 2015 3:23 pm
by Swith Witherward » Sat Nov 07, 2015 11:20 pm
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Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Northwest Slobovia » Sat Nov 07, 2015 11:56 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Margaret accepted the payment. She wasn't a greedy woman, though. "This is more than enough, and I'll add the remaining value to a tab for you."
Swith Witherward wrote:"Aye, there's gates," she smiled. "It's how all things get in and get out of this dimension. [...] But he's kindly, or so the holy books say, because those that worship other pantheons, well, their souls are lifted up through the Gates in order for them to find their right heavens."
by Monfrox » Sun Nov 08, 2015 12:03 am
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Zarkanians » Sun Nov 08, 2015 12:14 am
by Swith Witherward » Sun Nov 08, 2015 12:52 am
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Swith Witherward » Sun Nov 08, 2015 1:00 am
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Zarkanians » Sun Nov 08, 2015 1:34 am
by The BranRiech » Sun Nov 08, 2015 9:35 am
by Northwest Slobovia » Sun Nov 08, 2015 2:58 pm
Monfrox wrote:"I know why we study the past. I was studying to be a history major in college back home before I came here. But, today has been a long day. For all of us. We need time to rest and recuperate. Take stock of ourselves and our surroundings. I've never seen someone die in front of me, so...I'm...I'm dealing with that. But, if there's still work to do then this isn't the time to be sitting here discussing what could've been. Let's save that for when we don't have much on our plate. I know you may not trust me so much now, but...I like to think that I got a good head on my shoulders, and that I had a lot of knowledge I've gained over my years. I guess the execution in person is the main problem. Anyway, I'll take door number two. What's the job."
by Cerillium » Sun Nov 08, 2015 3:12 pm
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears, and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination.
by Fvaarniimar » Sun Nov 08, 2015 4:05 pm
Giovenith wrote:"Ohhh, this isn't your fault," she finally switched to a comforting tone as she reassured the mewing cat. "Or your's, Myra. Nick, you were just asking an innocent question, you couldn't have known, and Myra, I don't think you even lived in the Building when that happened, there's nothing you could..."
...even some milk and a saucer to offer to Nick, setting up a little private picnic for the rest of them to calm down around and get whatever they had off their chests. It was a safe place.
by Monfrox » Sun Nov 08, 2015 4:45 pm
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by The BranRiech » Sun Nov 08, 2015 6:37 pm
by Cerillium » Sun Nov 08, 2015 8:34 pm
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears, and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination.
by Giovenith » Sun Nov 08, 2015 8:51 pm
by Highfort » Mon Nov 09, 2015 5:39 am
by Primordial Luxa » Mon Nov 09, 2015 11:27 am
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
by Fvaarniimar » Mon Nov 09, 2015 11:58 am
by Northwest Slobovia » Mon Nov 09, 2015 5:26 pm
Monfrox wrote:"So, logistics? Supply? Sounds like what I did back at my squadron. Pretty important stuff. I just wish our military's logistics was such organized chaos, because that was prevalent even down to our level. Good for war, not so good during peacetime. I feel sorry for the next guy trying to do it, but that's all neither here nor there. Should I list personal property in what we have or just what we have in the clinic right now, excluding anything we own ourselves. Hmm...I'm gonna need to get a clipboard and some paper to write this down on..." [...] "Shit, I still need to get my stuff out of the clinic too." She thought aloud.
Primordial Luxa wrote:“Perhaps we should do some shopping until the hunters get back” Primordial suggested “I’d love to find a bookstore, some local oddities shop or a jeweller. When it gets a little be later there will be people I can talk to about the sheep and see if their anything to do about that. If thats interesting to you. I know I want to get as good of a reputation as I can early on perform odd things start happening.”
by The BranRiech » Tue Nov 10, 2015 2:26 am
Cerillium wrote:Marcus' curt nod affirmed his agreement with Drova. His face became grim. "You'll need tools. I'll come with you in case the hatch is stuck. Might take two of us to pull them out."
All his prior animosity faded away as the two bolted up the stairs. There was a time and place for that shit. This wasn't it. Marcus' heavy footfalls brought him to the second floor doors. A glance at them was enough to indicate that they were old fashioned, center-opening doors, and lacked the little round keyhole that kept them firmly locked when a car wasn't present.
"We'll force them open," he advised Drova. "You take one side, I'll take the other, and we'll force them apart."
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