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Postby CAT XIII » Thu Nov 17, 2016 11:32 pm

Luna: Kitchen

Luna kindly took the laptop back from him,

"We should be able to get you those. The money would be much appreciated as, as you can imagine, we don't bring in much money at that moment. However, as of next week, there will be funding for us monster hunters, set up by the local community, and I'll have a job but we've only got so much money right now." She clicked "Add to Cart".

"Not a bad suggestion, Roberto. I'll look into it," she told him as she searched the web for medical supplies, making a mental note to look for steel and iron weapons after.

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Postby CAT XIII » Sat Dec 03, 2016 4:03 pm

Luna and Elliot: Kitchen

"Right ok," Luna closed the laptop over and put it down. She'd return to the order later. "You guys are free to go if you want to go now. I think that tonight we should go at six and come back at ten because I start my job as a cashier tomorrow, if that's cool?" It was a rhetorical question really.

Elliot picked up the conversation again,

"Alright, so, shall we clear up then?" He picked up a few dishes and started washing up.

Meanwhile, Luna decided to go upstairs and get a bit of work done. Such as tidying her messy room and finishing her order.

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Postby Harndar » Sun Dec 04, 2016 11:33 pm

Goran marches slowly with his men, he could see the Necromancer's last stronghold, his tower. It was guarded by beasts of many kinds, dangerous dragons, fierce trolls, explosive goblins. The Necromancer was ditching out everything he had in this one last battle. The 3 races, Elves, Dwarves, and Humans marched ever so closely to the defenders. The Commander of The Dwarven regiment turned around and faced his men,"This is our victory! No longer we need to worry to such an empire! No longer we need to live in darkness! We are the saviors of our world, united forces among the living! For Haven! For The Dwarves!" The commander then turned around and shouted the Dwarven War Chant before charging in.

To the stone we live! To the rock we fall!

Others yelled and shouted and followed him close behind and entered. Goran raised his sword and shield, ready to attack what lay ahead of him. However, before he could enter the fight, a large circular portal engulfed him, teleporting him into the kitchen near the sink was. Goran then swung his sword at the dishes, shattering them into pieces. Goran then gasped and looked around him as the blue portal disappeared."What type of trickery is this?!"
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Postby The Green Union » Fri Dec 09, 2016 5:41 pm

Michael: Kitchen

Michael looked up as the whole rack of plates was decimated by the dwarf's sword, prompting the boy to wonder, for the millionth time, what in the name of all that is holy was wrong with this building that attracted such a plethora of creatures to it. It was almost as if they were all being drawn by an unseen force to unite. Michael had seen a great many things, but none were quite so difficult to explain as this.

But it was easy enough with one look what would be the best course of action. "Well, I'm sure you guys have this handled." he said to nobody in particular, and headed upstairs to have his first shower in over a week.
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Calendôr is in the GU heartland, located along the Green River. Francophone, it is the most urban nation. Dominated by boreal forests.
Urlistan covers the west coast and mouth of the Green River. English speaking, it is a rocky country based with industry and culture based around the sea. Currently under the control of the Arcadian Empire.
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Postby CAT XIII » Sat Dec 10, 2016 12:48 pm

Elliot: Kitchen

Elliot's breath escaped him as the plates smashed and Michael left. What the hell was up with his life? He knew that fighting monsters wasn't exactly normal but this unexplained stuff that kept happening was really weird.

It was a real shame that Luna was upstairs because he had absoloutely no idea what to do with the man who was now standing in his kitchen. He couldn't call her though, she was busy and her life was stressful enough. No, he'd just have to man up and handle this himself.

He slowly approached the dwarf and said,

"Um... I dunno how you ended up here but you're in Liverpool in England, on Earth, and I'm Elliot. Oh, and don't worry about the plates. I'll clear those up."

He grabbed the brush and pan and began to clear up the smashed plates. He'd have to go out and buy new ones or Luna would be mad for sure.

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Postby Harndar » Sat Dec 10, 2016 1:43 pm

CAT XIII wrote:Elliot: Kitchen

Elliot's breath escaped him as the plates smashed and Michael left. What the hell was up with his life? He knew that fighting monsters wasn't exactly normal but this unexplained stuff that kept happening was really weird.

It was a real shame that Luna was upstairs because he had absoloutely no idea what to do with the man who was now standing in his kitchen. He couldn't call her though, she was busy and her life was stressful enough. No, he'd just have to man up and handle this himself.

He slowly approached the dwarf and said,

"Um... I dunno how you ended up here but you're in Liverpool in England, on Earth, and I'm Elliot. Oh, and don't worry about the plates. I'll clear those up."

He grabbed the brush and pan and began to clear up the smashed plates. He'd have to go out and buy new ones or Luna would be mad for sure.

"Liverpool?! England?! Earth?!?! What are those words you speak of?!?!?!" He took a deep breath and placed his sword away."I'm not in Haven anymore aren't I?"

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Postby CAT XIII » Sat Dec 17, 2016 2:45 pm

The Kitchen: Elliot

"Ummm... I don't know where that is but it's certainly not here," Elliot scratched his head. "Do you want anything? We have this thing called "tea". I don't know if you've heard of it?"

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Postby Harndar » Mon Dec 19, 2016 9:49 am

"Well, guess it is better than nothing... i prefer Cold Iron Beer."

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Postby The Northern Chinese Provinces » Thu Dec 22, 2016 4:29 am

There was a great crash and thunder of feet from the basement as Ty, hearing crashing noises upstairs, hurriedly reached for his pistol. Half asleep, however, he had accidentally knocked over his bedside table with his sword on it. He rushed up the stairs, a determined look in his eyes, but stopped short when he saw the newcomer. Ty's face became the epitome of befuddlement, and his pistol drooped in his hand. Slowly, he turned his head so that his eyes were fixed on Elliot, still showing his utter confusion.
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Postby Harndar » Thu Dec 22, 2016 2:17 pm

The dwarf looked around,"This is so weird..." He approached to the couch and sat down and saw the TV."

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Postby CAT XIII » Sat Dec 24, 2016 11:15 am

Kitchen: Elliot

Elliot looked up from making the tea,

"Hey, Ty. No need to be afraid, this is just... Sorry, I didn't catch your name? Also, do you take milk or sugar?"

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Postby Harndar » Sun Dec 25, 2016 5:50 pm

CAT XIII wrote:Kitchen: Elliot

Elliot looked up from making the tea,

"Hey, Ty. No need to be afraid, this is just... Sorry, I didn't catch your name? Also, do you take milk or sugar?"

"I am Goran Swordane IV! Son of Isiora Swordane! The Destroyer of Undead Leigons! Defender of The Dwarven Allies!

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Postby The Northern Chinese Provinces » Mon Dec 26, 2016 4:24 am

Harndar wrote:
CAT XIII wrote:Kitchen: Elliot

Elliot looked up from making the tea,

"Hey, Ty. No need to be afraid, this is just... Sorry, I didn't catch your name? Also, do you take milk or sugar?"

"I am Goran Swordane IV! Son of Isiora Swordane! The Destroyer of Undead Leigons! Defender of The Dwarven Allies!

CAT XIII wrote:Kitchen: Elliot

Elliot looked up from making the tea,

"Hey, Ty. No need to be afraid, this is just... Sorry, I didn't catch your name? Also, do you take milk or sugar?"

Ty's right eyebrow raised so that it seemed as if it wanted to escape from his forehead. With his gun, he lightly poked the dwarf's armour. "What the hell is this then?"
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The Three Unknowns三不知
I do not know how many soldiers I have, how many friends I have, nor how many enemies I have.兵不知有多少,朋友不知有多少,敌人不知有多少。

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Postby CAT XIII » Sun Jan 08, 2017 5:58 am

Elliot: Kitchen

Elliot winced, he didn't want Ty to accidentally shoot the dwarfishly short newcomer.

"Ty, don't do that. You're holding a gun for Pete's sake!"

He proceeded to take a mug from one of the kitchen cabinets and get the kettle going for Goran's tea. He hoped that this situation would go well. The new arrivals lately had been, well, intriguingly mysterious to say the least.

"Is a simple weak black tea ok for you Goran?"

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Postby Harndar » Tue Feb 28, 2017 11:55 pm

CAT XIII wrote:Elliot: Kitchen

Elliot winced, he didn't want Ty to accidentally shoot the dwarfishly short newcomer.

"Ty, don't do that. You're holding a gun for Pete's sake!"

He proceeded to take a mug from one of the kitchen cabinets and get the kettle going for Goran's tea. He hoped that this situation would go well. The new arrivals lately had been, well, intriguingly mysterious to say the least.

"Is a simple weak black tea ok for you Goran?"

"Black tea? Hm? Sounds exotic."
Ty's right eyebrow raised so that it seemed as if it wanted to escape from his forehead. With his gun, he lightly poked the dwarf's armour. [b]"What the hell is this then?"


Goran stared at the weapon with confusion, what was it exposed to do?

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