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"unlucky bro." said Tyre. "full house has gotcha here!" he swept his hand across the table, gathering up his winnings. OOC: darn you zozo, that was set to be my life long ambition not to get on! |
I haven't posted in a very long time as I have been very busy, but I shall certainly be posting some time in the next four days. I shall edit this post and replace it with a relevant post.
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IC: "Curses!" Salve shook his fist. What were the chances of this happening? "Meh, I'm out. I need to save my money right now..." Salve moved behind Tyre to watch the next game. Was it just dumb luck, or did he have some skill somewhere? Muds weren't usually ones known for gamlbing skills...
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OC: question, since i have been dead for a while, does this RPG have chapters or is it continous? and the big question: can i join? and an even bigger question: anyone have a getting-character-out-of-pothole device?
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OOC: It is continous, though at 28 pages I will request all characters to go to sleep or otherwise resolve their situations and at 30 pages I will ask Splat to close this and start a new Casino Magog. If it ever gets that far.
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OC: that still dosent answer the "can i join" question...or is that implied?
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OOC: Well maybe I-forgot-her-name found a Grubb relic and magically...Went back in time......:DYay Watermelody, she lives.
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OOC: so, yeah...Sejsx is back in action :D. bio can be found here http://www.oddworldforums.net/showthread.php?t=15348 though you would already know that.
IC: Smoke billowed out the large machine as sejsx opened her eyes. It had been such a long time since she had fallen down that mysterious pothole, and ended up in this strange contraption. She looked around, confused squinting to see around in the faint green glow of the chamber. A button to her left caught her eye, it was a red 'do not touch' sort of switch. Sejsx contimplated and summed up the odds of what would happen if she pushed it. Curiosity got the better of her as she reached out and pressed the button, hoping for the best. An air raid siren was heard, as the chamber shook and peices of metal clettered to the ground. Sejsx, for all her courage, whimpered in fright as she had a sickening feeling that she was falling. BANG. Sejsx opened her eyes to find herself outside. She looked around, confused and cautious about where she had landed. She looked up slowly, her eyes widening at the structure before her. She certinaly recognized the architecture around her, but..it looked so new. The old style buildings reached for the sky, not as big as the ones she remebered, but tall none the less. Sejsx decided to take a gamble and go into the building infront of her, not caring what it was. As she aproached the doors she noticed her reflection. The steef gasped. She looked younger than before..and her horns had grown back!...or maybe they hadnt been cut yet.. setting all of this aside, Sejsx moved forward into the building, wondering what this strange place was.. |
OOC: Yay Sejsx is back wo ho hail the steef
IC: Doogem bord of watching the card game finished his drink and turned to the new arrival, He nearly dropped his bottle, Sejsx? he'd seen her fall. He flew over to her and removed the arm bow from his arm and gave it back to her, "glad ur back, I erm took dis for safe keeping, by ta way frozen aint ur best look. |
OOC: Srry I didn't see Zerox post, mehdibleh. :DYay Sejsk.
IC (Hallway outside a hotel room) Howler yelped and clung on for dear life as Brudda shook him, to try and get him off. His delicate little hands and tentacles slipped, and he hurtled off and down the stairs. Also falling down the stairs was Mike and Lulu. They had went for a wander, and both coincidently tripped. They ended up at the floor where the gambling went on together, lying on a posh carpet. Holwer landed with a squeak next to them, surprisingly mostly unhurt. (Gambling room of doom) Tangla, exploring, caught sight of Vobos and Salve. her eyes drooped in honest sympathy. It looked like Salve had lost a game of gambling. Irritance twitched at her rodenty buck toothed face. Vobos was pregant, and money was tight. She skipped and hopped towards him, and pounced on his shoulder. |
Sejsx was certinely surprised when a flying slig zoomed up to her. She tilted her head to oneside, giving her patented "what the hell" look. When the slig offered her a crossbow..HER crossbow, she racked her brains, tring to think of who this was. glad ur back, I erm took dis for safe keeping, by ta way frozen aint ur best look. "Doogem?" Sejsx enquired "is that really you? are the others here too??"
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sorry for lack of posts-new games for PC! IC: Tyre took to his feet and headed away to the booth were he got his money changed into electric secured notes. Behind the slig serving him there was a mudokon being sucsessivley beaten by a slig. Tyre heard a yelp, but ignored it. After he had taken his money, he turned away. "Pere?" he called. But he was not there. |
ooc: Just thought I should let you guys know that PV has announced that he's leaving the forums. I can't remember what characters he had in this thread and I'm too lazy/busy/important (circle as appropriate) to check, but its something you guys will have to sort out. Someone might need to take his characters, or they could be replaced, or ignored, or whatever.
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IC: " yer most of em are in da rom, but da rest are playin poka, erm nice ta av ya back"
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ooc: Alright, PV has announced that he's going to stick around to keep RPGing and just ignore the rest of the forums. So ignore the above post.
This is the price of organisation: when thigs change you look like an idiot. This is why I'm never orgnaised in real life. *wanders off ranting profusely* |
Name: Bullitz
Race: slig Gender: Male Age: 10 earth years Equipment: A large, long grey slig mask. Weapons: Taser pistol and a Shotgun History: Born a while ago in rupturefarms, he gained his first rifle a few months later, which after uncovering a mudokon conspiracy was upgraded to a 4xlK Leorne Super semi-automatic Shotgun with an extended muzzle velocity and a thinner longer trigger for a quicker rate of fire. He has worked in the hotel across the casino for some time now, making sure everyone does their duty, or else... Tyre Looked around again, but Pere was no-where to be seen. He scratched his head, and began pacing around the casino. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bullitz grabbed the back of pere's neck and flung him away, just behind the backs of Jerik and Doogem. "thought that we might slack off eh?" said Bullitz, as he pushed Pere into a corner outside in the alleyway to the left of the casino. " a bit of an unpermissioned break?" Pere began to speak, but Bullitz smacked him across the face and cut him short. "I don't care, but i'm gonna make you wish you haddn't... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tyre wandered upto Doogem and Jerik. "you guy's seen pere?" He said. |
ok ill join
name: match species:Slig age:14 bio: A very vicious slig always moody |
another!!!!!
Name: charper species:glukkon rank:big cheese age:32 bio: A very wealthy glukkon who is a tempered guy |
charper told his slig match that he was gonna go and gamble for his beloved moolah and told him to guard his room a sign said DONT COME IN OR U WILL DIE
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OOC: Please try and use proper English and give your profiles more depth. Also, your character needs to establish himself by getting hired at an Autofone.
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Tyre repeated his question to doogem and Jerik.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bullitz began mercilessly beating pere over the head with his gun. "i'll teach you not to slack off working!" he roared. |
IC: Doogem turned to Tyre "I alredy said I anit sen em"
OOC: 1: cant remember were the ' is in aint so unless you want to tell me were it goes don't comment on it. 2: why is no one posting? |
OOC: I think we can officially declare this thread somewhat dead...
That's why no one's posting. |
OOC: W@RF went through longer periods of deadness. It's a bit too early to call the shots, in my opinion.
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OOC: Maybe...W@RF does have so many more people etc. in it, and is alot older than this thread too.
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Eh. Last time I checked, I posted and waited for Zerox to react, if anyone is intesrested.
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I apologize that it's been a long time since I've posted. I have had a lot of work to do the last few months. It will probably be December or January when I next post.
Dearest apologies (not that anyone cares). |
OOC: I'm not posting because no one else is.
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Name: Stubb
Gender: Male Species: Mudokon Age: 30 Earth Years Physical Description: Pale green skin and with a rare trait among muds: a full head of brown hair. It's short, but with enough to stick in weird angles when he gets out of bed. He's medium build, with an average height, at 5' 7". His eyes are bloodshot from the late nights and alcohol, and there are bags under his eyes. He wears a black suit and red tie with a white undershirt, matching black slacks and shoes, of course. Equipment: He has a revolver hidden in the waistband of his pants, and a small box of bullets in his shoe, and a switch blade. That's about it. I'm not really sure, he dosen't let anyone pat him down. Personality: Hard to describe. He wants to bring justice to the world, but dosen't easily care what happens to other people as long as he comes out okay. He's got nerves of steel, and calls bluffs even when they aren't bluffs, leading to some rather sticky situations. He watches over people, sometimes when it serves him, others on a whim. He dosen't trust people easily, and gets paranoid after too many drinks. Stubbs also has a dry sense of humor. Class: Customer Biography: Former freelance detective, he quit the buisness as it started giving him jobs to track down decent people for the Cartel to exact punishment on, either for blackmail to another person, or just recreational torturing. But what really set it off when he started getting 'invited' to attend the tortures, then sent off another job to do it again, and again. He'd then be threatened with death if he told another person. He managed to dodge that bullet in a very messy situation that ended up with a mansion full of dead people and Stubb lying in a tub filled with ice as he waited for the ambulance to show up. He ended up with twelve stiches and a new liver, bought at the hospital in cash. D&D Alignment: Chaotic Good OOC: Will be joining shortly. I know it sounds lazy, but can someone do a short recap? I loathe to re-read 15 pages, but I'd still like to know if there's something I should know about. |