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by Giovenith » Sun Dec 25, 2016 11:26 pm
by Swith Witherward » Mon Dec 26, 2016 12:10 am
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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 Highfort » Mon Dec 26, 2016 12:27 am
by Torsiedelle » Mon Dec 26, 2016 12:30 am
by Tiltjuice » Mon Dec 26, 2016 12:31 am
by Chedastan » Mon Dec 26, 2016 12:37 am
by Fvaarniimar » Mon Dec 26, 2016 12:49 am
Giovenith wrote:
Of course Torii needed to learn her lesson. But not like this. They couldn't hurt each other, could they? Marcus couldn't mean what he threatened?
She hated this and she couldn't take it. She ran off.
If that was how they were going to be, she'd spend the time doing something useful - she made her way back to the ridge to plan ahead for the boar trap, somehow. Maybe they'd waste Christmas with violence but she'd focus on preserving life. She wasn't sure what else to do.
Chedastan wrote:"Alright she's dead, everyone lurking go back to the pavilion, now!" He finally shouted...
by Swith Witherward » Mon Dec 26, 2016 1:13 am
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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 Torsiedelle » Mon Dec 26, 2016 1:22 am
by Holy Lykos » Mon Dec 26, 2016 1:36 am
Torsiedelle wrote:"You're not dying on me yet, you little shit.", Katya grumbled, continuing to press down on Torii's chest, checking for signs of breathing. Was it working? How did she know? As long as she got air into the girl's lungs...
She looked back towards Dora, and everyone else at the pavilion, cultists, and even over to the silly rabbit that had followed Marcus. "Well?", She asked, hoping for any help. "Any expertise here? Any way to get a healer?", she asked. She couldn't just run to find one and stop trying to revive Torii. That was irresponsible, right?
by Tiltjuice » Mon Dec 26, 2016 1:44 am
by Torsiedelle » Mon Dec 26, 2016 1:49 am
by Highfort » Mon Dec 26, 2016 1:58 am
by Swith Witherward » Mon Dec 26, 2016 2:31 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 Holy Lykos » Mon Dec 26, 2016 2:43 am
by Highfort » Mon Dec 26, 2016 3:18 am
by Giovenith » Mon Dec 26, 2016 4:03 am
by The BranRiech » Mon Dec 26, 2016 5:12 am
by Monfrox » Mon Dec 26, 2016 8:06 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 Chedastan » Mon Dec 26, 2016 10:32 am
by Giovenith » Mon Dec 26, 2016 11:15 am
by Fvaarniimar » Mon Dec 26, 2016 12:56 pm
Giovenith wrote:It was difficult to imagine to that just about an hour or so ago Torii and Marcus were rolling in the waves laughing together and preparing for a happy fishing trip. The memory seemed so bright and unreal. How did they go from that to her friend dead and her boyfriend her murderer? Giovenith wasn't sure how and she didn't want to spend time figuring out, for at the moment she hated and mourned the both of them for their parts in breaking her heart.
She didn't know what she was going to do past this. What sort of life was she going to go back to in the aftermath of this? Looking ahead, just the idea of sticking around made her sick. Sometimes Giovenith didn't like her life. Sometimes she hated being a god and thought her mother horrid for bringing her to life in the first place, for what sort of existence was it? She'd rather be a human in an atheistic, magicless world. She wanted to wake up every morning without the knowledge or burden of the Devourers, no pressure or the awkwardness of idolatry, no endless uncertainty for an endless lifespan, no friends inclined to kill each other. But no amount of wishing would make that possible.
The godling rubbed away bitter tears. "I don't want do any of this anymore, Nick. I don't want to be here."
by Swith Witherward » Mon Dec 26, 2016 2:07 pm
★ 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 Tiltjuice » Mon Dec 26, 2016 2:19 pm
by Holy Lykos » Mon Dec 26, 2016 3:28 pm
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