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Okay, let's try...

Poetry Slam – Classical

Short Story Contest and

Oulipo - The Wonderful O.

Spamfest! / Re: What kind of awesome are you?
« on: August 18, 2012, 11:54:56 AM »
Zom zom zomady zomzom.

They do ok with hockey (dry) and shooting I think.

Finished/Dead Mafias and RPGs / Re: Axiosa: OOC Thread
« on: August 17, 2012, 04:28:16 PM »
Something thing with an awesome title, like Ranger or Tree Stalker.

*sigh* USA has population of 300mil and wants to compare to countries with less than 1/4 of that
According to this logic China and India would always get at least three times as many medals as the US, since they have populations of around 1.2 to 1.3 billion. ;)

Haters gonna hate.

You are both silly, the USA does well because its pours a metric ton of cash into its athletes.

India is to poor for that and China? I don't know, maybe they only focus on certain parts of major cities? Maybe they lack opportunities?

Finished/Dead Mafias and RPGs / Re: Axiosa: Game Thread
« on: August 15, 2012, 09:37:09 PM »
"What purpose do you have up there Priest? Refuge? Missionary work?"

How significant, would a group of well equipped, well trained and well meaning group of time travelling scientists and soldiers suddenly appeared in North America about two centuries before the arrival of European colonists?

(Assuming they are stuck there and can cause no paradoxes.)

T'is a mighty good song, I thought I might give it a try.

With my complements,

World Building / Re: Ideas & Check-In (Please Read & Reply!)
« on: August 10, 2012, 10:38:32 PM »
I have a mountain and a small fudal kingdom so far.

Inhabited by Humans, Goblins and the ocasional Angel.

Finished/Dead Mafias and RPGs / Re: Axiosa: Game Thread
« on: August 10, 2012, 06:39:29 PM »
Do I know where that takes us?

Testing local or geographical knowledge.

Norbayne / Malik Usabad Semi-professional Mesmer
« on: August 09, 2012, 04:07:10 PM »
That's right fools I'm writing fan-fiction for a game that's not even written yet. *horrid cackling*

Hello there my name is Malik Usabad, only son of Rasmar Usabad I was born and raised the city of Borasport, I’m a mesmer, and I’m often running for my life.

Have you ever tried distance running on cobbled roads? No? Good, don’t if you can avoid it and especially if you like your feet. Now at this point you’re probably wondering why I was doing this if it’s so terrible, well you see it was either the running and ruining my feet or getting caught by the black ball of pain and fear chasing me and having everything ruined. In short it sucked to be me that night.

It was half past two according to the small church clock I had just ran past illuminated by a surprisingly large moon. I was far from the Pleasure District so the streets were dead and the people were rich enough that they wouldn’t hear us through the thick walls of their homes. So let’s review: monster on my heals, no chance of help and not hope of killing it, well I was buggered. Or rather I would have been if there wasn’t junction coming up.

So right at that point with something truly disgusting and scary breathing down my neck; one of me ran into that crossing and three of me ran out. You see mesmers specialise in illusion magic, the alteration of being’s perceptions of the world in long terms. So it was a just matter if creating two copies of myself for the beast to pick from. Now they weren’t very good copies emphasised by the fact they had no front. Oh give me a break, I was under a lot of stress and they only needed a back anyway.

My dirt brown work robes were easy enough to project and the hood removes the need to render hair. All of this is completely intentional of course; as you will find out I’m not the best in a fair fight and I run away, a lot.

One day when I was out on contract a knight asked me how I could draw satisfaction from such a dishonourable life (long story), well let me tell you seeing that stinking squealing mess of a thing barrel left as I calmly rolled to the right, was pretty freaking satisfying. Equally satisfying was the howl of frustration that from around the corner as the fur-thing’s pray vanished into thin air, now that did get people’s attention and lantern lights started to appear the windows and the synchronised boot falls of the Night Watch (impeccable timing as always) were headed my way.

Taking this as my queue to leave I slipped in to a back alley and fell over a sleeping cat who was not best pleased and I had the scars to prove it for a least a week thereafter. On the bright side, I still had two arms, two legs, twenty digits and face; so that was nice I guess.

And there you have it, that’s the night that set me down the path to uncovering one of the most terrifying secrets of my carrier. Pretty cool eh.

What? Oh yeah I should probably tell you how things got to that point, well...

General Chatter - The Boozer / Re: Omegle Lulz
« on: August 09, 2012, 12:56:31 AM »
And with a great and terrible scream the necroposting took place and the thread drifted from the depths like some horrid floater.

Warning: rude language to come.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Right, where do we start?

I would like to hear your voices; I feel I would enjoy the experience.

Finished/Dead Mafias and RPGs / Re: Axiosa: OOC Thread
« on: August 04, 2012, 09:08:34 PM »
What is my route to social ability?

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