You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
A large truck pulls up to the tavern, its black paint covered by dirt and mud. Two men, one shorter than the other, step out of the sides. The first one, the taller one, has short black hair and wears heavy-duty military armor, a rifle, and a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder. The shorter one is a woman with her long black hair tied in a bun. She wears similar military armor and is turning on the safety on her rifle. She looks around curiously.
A large truck pulls up to the tavern, its black paint covered by dirt and mud. Two men, one shorter than the other, step out of the sides. The first one, the taller one, has short black hair and wears heavy-duty military armor, a rifle, and a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder. The shorter one is a woman with her long black hair tied in a bun. She wears similar military armor and is turning on the safety on her rifle. She looks around curiously.
*Oh boi...also i sent yeh two pms..*
Phoenix looks over from his seat in the cafe and curses, quickly making sure his pistol is loaded.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A large truck pulls up to the tavern, its black paint covered by dirt and mud. Two men, one shorter than the other, step out of the sides. The first one, the taller one, has short black hair and wears heavy-duty military armor, a rifle, and a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder. The shorter one is a woman with her long black hair tied in a bun. She wears similar military armor and is turning on the safety on her rifle. She looks around curiously.
*Oh boi...also i sent yeh two pms..*
Phoenix looks over from his seat in the cafe and curses, quickly making sure his pistol is loaded.
*Ack. I saw the one with the email. I haven't been good about the other one. Im sorry.*
The two exchange hand signals and Phoenix knows them. One hand signal from the man was "Capture" and then "Contain" and then the hand signal Phoenix knew all to well to be his call sign. The woman signed back "Yes" and slipped out of her armor, handing it to the man before untying her hair. She wore a red dress underneath. She slipped out her combat boots for heels.
Clearly, they were going for a subtle approach to getting him.
A large truck pulls up to the tavern, its black paint covered by dirt and mud. Two men, one shorter than the other, step out of the sides. The first one, the taller one, has short black hair and wears heavy-duty military armor, a rifle, and a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder. The shorter one is a woman with her long black hair tied in a bun. She wears similar military armor and is turning on the safety on her rifle. She looks around curiously.
*Oh boi...also i sent yeh two pms..*
Phoenix looks over from his seat in the cafe and curses, quickly making sure his pistol is loaded.
*Ack. I saw the one with the email. I haven't been good about the other one. Im sorry.*
The two exchange hand signals and Phoenix knows them. One hand signal from the man was "Capture" and then "Contain" and then the hand signal Phoenix knew all to well to be his call sign. The woman signed back "Yes" and slipped out of her armor, handing it to the man before untying her hair. She wore a red dress underneath. She slipped out her combat boots for heels.
Clearly, they were going for a subtle approach to getting him.
*No worries :)*
"They are good but not good enough." he mumbles.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A large truck pulls up to the tavern, its black paint covered by dirt and mud. Two men, one shorter than the other, step out of the sides. The first one, the taller one, has short black hair and wears heavy-duty military armor, a rifle, and a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder. The shorter one is a woman with her long black hair tied in a bun. She wears similar military armor and is turning on the safety on her rifle. She looks around curiously.
*Oh boi...also i sent yeh two pms..*
Phoenix looks over from his seat in the cafe and curses, quickly making sure his pistol is loaded.
*Ack. I saw the one with the email. I haven't been good about the other one. Im sorry.*
The two exchange hand signals and Phoenix knows them. One hand signal from the man was "Capture" and then "Contain" and then the hand signal Phoenix knew all to well to be his call sign. The woman signed back "Yes" and slipped out of her armor, handing it to the man before untying her hair. She wore a red dress underneath. She slipped out her combat boots for heels.
Clearly, they were going for a subtle approach to getting him.
*No worries :)*
"They are good but not good enough." he mumbles.
The woman walks into the tavern, tucking her hair behind her ear as she looks around. Her eyes lock with Phoenix as she smiles, walking over to him. "Hello there.." She says softly.
A large truck pulls up to the tavern, its black paint covered by dirt and mud. Two men, one shorter than the other, step out of the sides. The first one, the taller one, has short black hair and wears heavy-duty military armor, a rifle, and a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder. The shorter one is a woman with her long black hair tied in a bun. She wears similar military armor and is turning on the safety on her rifle. She looks around curiously.
*Oh boi...also i sent yeh two pms..*
Phoenix looks over from his seat in the cafe and curses, quickly making sure his pistol is loaded.
*Ack. I saw the one with the email. I haven't been good about the other one. Im sorry.*
The two exchange hand signals and Phoenix knows them. One hand signal from the man was "Capture" and then "Contain" and then the hand signal Phoenix knew all to well to be his call sign. The woman signed back "Yes" and slipped out of her armor, handing it to the man before untying her hair. She wore a red dress underneath. She slipped out her combat boots for heels.
Clearly, they were going for a subtle approach to getting him.
*No worries :)*
"They are good but not good enough." he mumbles.
The woman walks into the tavern, tucking her hair behind her ear as she looks around. Her eyes lock with Phoenix as she smiles, walking over to him. "Hello there.." She says softly.
Phoenix looks at them. "Can i help you?" he asks, making sure his weapon is hidden
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A large truck pulls up to the tavern, its black paint covered by dirt and mud. Two men, one shorter than the other, step out of the sides. The first one, the taller one, has short black hair and wears heavy-duty military armor, a rifle, and a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder. The shorter one is a woman with her long black hair tied in a bun. She wears similar military armor and is turning on the safety on her rifle. She looks around curiously.
*Oh boi...also i sent yeh two pms..*
Phoenix looks over from his seat in the cafe and curses, quickly making sure his pistol is loaded.
*Ack. I saw the one with the email. I haven't been good about the other one. Im sorry.*
The two exchange hand signals and Phoenix knows them. One hand signal from the man was "Capture" and then "Contain" and then the hand signal Phoenix knew all to well to be his call sign. The woman signed back "Yes" and slipped out of her armor, handing it to the man before untying her hair. She wore a red dress underneath. She slipped out her combat boots for heels.
Clearly, they were going for a subtle approach to getting him.
*No worries :)*
"They are good but not good enough." he mumbles.
The woman walks into the tavern, tucking her hair behind her ear as she looks around. Her eyes lock with Phoenix as she smiles, walking over to him. "Hello there.." She says softly.
Phoenix looks at them. "Can i help you?" he asks, making sure his weapon is hidden
"JUst looking for some company," She says and sits down beside him.
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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*Good morning Lovelies!!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Thanks." He takes a sip.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*ayyy, hey hey!*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*DRUMMER! MY FWIEND!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*FWEIND HI*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Hoi y'all*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
*Heya!*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Morning*
You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
Happy 2024!
*Hey!*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Guess who just accidentally sliced open their thumb while cutting an orange.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Mornin everyone*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Ello!!!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Heyy!!! Wanna rp?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*YESH. I HAVE A NEW CHARACTER FOR YOU :>*
A large truck pulls up to the tavern, its black paint covered by dirt and mud. Two men, one shorter than the other, step out of the sides. The first one, the taller one, has short black hair and wears heavy-duty military armor, a rifle, and a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder. The shorter one is a woman with her long black hair tied in a bun. She wears similar military armor and is turning on the safety on her rifle. She looks around curiously.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Oh boi...also i sent yeh two pms..*
Phoenix looks over from his seat in the cafe and curses, quickly making sure his pistol is loaded.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Ack. I saw the one with the email. I haven't been good about the other one. Im sorry.*
The two exchange hand signals and Phoenix knows them. One hand signal from the man was "Capture" and then "Contain" and then the hand signal Phoenix knew all to well to be his call sign. The woman signed back "Yes" and slipped out of her armor, handing it to the man before untying her hair. She wore a red dress underneath. She slipped out her combat boots for heels.
Clearly, they were going for a subtle approach to getting him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*No worries :)*
"They are good but not good enough." he mumbles.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The woman walks into the tavern, tucking her hair behind her ear as she looks around. Her eyes lock with Phoenix as she smiles, walking over to him. "Hello there.." She says softly.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Phoenix looks at them. "Can i help you?" he asks, making sure his weapon is hidden
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"JUst looking for some company," She says and sits down beside him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘