So okay here's my pitch. My character is stupid. Like, REALLY stupid. She/he (haven't figured out yet) is N but will be corrupted throughout the game to NE by just mind numbing ignorance. On the other hand, I can make them NE to start out with and make them play stupid.
I will be taking a few days to myself. I live in orlando and have a lot of friends in the LGBTQ community so I want to make sure they are all okay before I do anything else. Sorry for any inconvenience this causes, but I need to take some time.
Allie runs up, rubbing her eyes. "Whats all this yelling abou-" She looks at the small woman and her cheeks go red. "So I sleep next to my sister for one night and you bring a SMALLER WOMAN TO SLEEP WITH YOU?!" Allie kicks Zses in the shin. "WHO IS SHE!?"
Look! I found Sigrun at the con YBD and I went to!
Allie sighs. "We should just kill it and rip off its tusks. I dont know if this'll work..." But Allie stays where she is.
I promoted to black belt tonight! Weeeeeee!
Damn guys. Tons of good writing going on around here! -Posted with Wayfinder
Allie makes her way forward, tears still in her eyes. She leans down and slaps Neverhome in the face. "Don't you ever EVER fake death again!" then she hugs his head, tears falling into Neverhomes skin. -Posted with Wayfinder
Allie frowns as the cat walks away from her. "Are we just going to ignore the fact that Mamushka just kissed the weird elf? Here kitty kitty!"
So I want the Scroll of scorching ray x1. I also want the ivory aminals.... I dont HAVE to have them, but there are some really cute roleplay things I can do with them! PLanning out plan of attack "Okay, Neverhome, youre the elephant, cause youre big and loud. Sigrun, youre the tiger cause youre fast and hit hard, Zses, youre the cute little bunny, cause youre cute. Percy youre the donkey cause youre an ass right now. Mamushka is the Turtle cause she protects us like a turtle shell. Erhed is the babboon cause he is weird. Silence is the kitten, cause he is cuddly and fluffy... And he is a cat... Hobbes is the wolf cause hes got one. AND IM THE LION CAUSE I GO RAWR!"
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Allie smiled nervously. As her corset begins to slide off, her back naked shows many horrendous scars, as if she has been whipped again and again. "I don't want to... Well I don't really know what I want other than to hold you in warmth. I want to be close and warm, something we can have with a bath. Is that okay?" the scars continue down her back to her buttocks and thighs. Allie seems to forget they are there. -Posted with Wayfinder
Allie beams at him. "I've seen the tubs here. I checked them out before I asked you. They are made of ivory and have magic pipes that fills them with hot water. Its neat!" Allie leads his to the bathroom by his hand and, when she closes the door, the tub begins to fill with water which steam rises from. She shyly looks at Zses and gently tugs at his scarf. When it falls from his shoulders, she folds it up nicely and places it on a chair close to the door. "I guess this is the part where you help me.. derobe?" she laughs nervously but moves closer to the witch, untying her corset slowly.
Once Allie gets comfortable she goes looking for Zses. When she finds him, her cheeks turn bright red. "Umm.. There was something I wanted to ask... You know... It's cold outside... And they have warm water here... And big washes... I was wondering...." She looked down at her feet, hands behind her back. "If you'd... Liketotakeabathwithme?" Allie held her breath. -Posted with Wayfinder
Allie giggled at Zses' question. "Everything definitely had its own new perspective, that's for sure. It was fun to look at you from up there for once." Allie winked and took his hand. "Shall we go shop together... Alone?" Allie blushed.
So. My commission is finally finished!! The artist goes by Static Star and is amazing. This picture is an 8x11, so the detail that is on it is clearly visible!! If anyone is interested in commissioning her for some art here is her email: staticstarart@gmail.com -Posted with Wayfinder
Soooo I did it! I got through my promotion (even though I was sick)!!!! I got a score of 8. All I needed was a 7!!!!! -Posted with Wayfinder
Allie releases Zses and, with shaking hands, takes the canteen. The warmness of the container helps to ground her even more and by the time she had drank half of the milk, she was no longer shaking and her breath was normal. "Thank you..." her voice was quiet and tired. She slowly finished the milk and hugged her sister before laying back down on Zses, snuggling up tight, and falling into a much more peaceful sleep. -Posted with Wayfinder
SILENCE IS THE REASON WE CANT HAVE NICE THINGS! UGGRR! Being the DM's wife is sometimes more of a curse than a blessing. -Posted with Wayfinder
Allie scratched her head as they made it to the first vendor. "You're right..." We could burn down the town and keep all our goods while stealing everything valuable to sell later... They're doomed anyway, why not make a profit? You're not gone yet?
Smiling at both Crow and Zses, Allie turns to her sister, blushing even more. The whole episode with Zses had her forgetting about everyone and everything else. As it rushes back to her, she looks to Vashti and then at her sister. "Well, time to go sell the stuff we decided. I'd also like t pick up a few things!" She glances back at Zses as she begins to pick up some of the stuff they plan to sell. The stupid smirk caused by both the kiss and her trumph over the demon within still played on her face for all to see.
Allie turns to him, blushing. Her smile is as bright as the sun. "Thanks. I love it." She touches the necklace gingerly. The sparkle from the opal hardly competing with her green eyes. She then looks up at Crow, growing a little bit of her sanity back. "Did you help him find this?"
Allie looks at Zses, confusion on her face. Then, something behind her eyes stirs, as if this kind gesture awoken something inside of her. With a blank face she takes the necklace and examines it. She missed it when it came into their possession the first time. Who the hell does he think he--
A moment later, her face changes into one of serene calm. Her eyes water as she looks as Zses. At first, she does nothing; just stands there with her hand outstretched, the necklace in her palm. Then suddenly she throws her arms around his neck and kisses him passionately. After a moment, she realizes what she is doing and pulls herself back abruptly, blushing enough to make her entire face and chest bright pink. "Umm... I... Uhh..." She takes two steps back, her eyes never leaving Zses'. She smiles a small, embarrassed smile. Her eyes say what she cannot at this moment. Thank you. For everything...
Allie let's her spell fizzle, but not for a good reason. Her eyes glaxe over as she glares at Hobbes. The fact that Percy went to him for comfort killed her. Fine. You win. I don't want to do this anymore... You can have control... Allie collapses into the snow. -Posted with Wayfinder
Allie glances at Percy. Wow, she is healing even the 'evil' casters.... Evil casters? She glances at Zses. Percy doesnt like Zses... But he doesnt seem eivl.. She walks over to Zses and tugs on his pantleg. "Are you evil? I mean... You do laugh a lot while we kill things... I dont think you're evil, but you'd tell me if ou were, right?" She looks up at him with fearful eyes, so tender yet so dangerous.
Hello! I have started a gofundme so I can get a Service Dog. Now before you click away thinking "oh this girl is just asking for money" give me a moment to explain my situation. I have PTSD and it makes it really hard to go out and do social things. This means, among other things, that I do not get to go out and game in a live setting. I tried before, but I would get too nervous and end up dissociating, meaning I kind of go into my head and look down on myself. Kind of like if you were scrying, but on yourself... If you know of or have PTSD, you will know that it is a difficult disorder to live with. Though I am in bi-weekly couseling sessions, I still cannot go to the groery store without my husband... Honestly I cant really go anywhere without my husband. And if we do, I can only stay for a limited time. What the Service Dog will allow me to do is to go out of he house and have a safety net. The dog, after it is properly trained, will be able to alert me when I am about to or having a panic attack. It wil also block other people from getting too close to me by standing behind me. It will alert me when there is a person coming up behind me, and, most importantly, will help me stay grounded, or stay in my body and not get trapped in that uncomfortable fog. I hope that you can find it in your hearts to give what you can, but if you cannot give any money, and even if you can, it would be MEGA helpful if you could share my gofundme page with your friends and family. Thank you for your consideration. I appriciate anything you can give. Even if it is just a moment of your time, I am very grateful to you! Here is the link!: http://funds.gofundme.com/dashboard/lec32o
Allie looks innocently up are Zses. Her bright, green eyes glittring in the firelight. "Youre not angry? Im so sorry, Zses... I would never.. I mean.. Umm... I really am sorry." She sits up, putting her hands on her knees, looking up into Zses' eyes and smiles.
Lyosha is reminding me of Harry Dresden as the Winter Knight. Im favoriting this because I DO know what youre talking about. hehe
Allie runs over to Vashti and gives her a big hug. "Would have sucked if you died. Who would have given me free muffins?!" She then looks at Sigrun and Neverhome and scowls. She stops over to them and kicks Neverhome in the shoulder. "If you EVER scare me like that again I will KILL YOU!" She hides her eyes and walks away. "I told you Allie. You need to listen to me more...."
Allie goes to sit down next to Gruff. Petting him gently and crying silently into his soft coat. "I love you, Gruff...."
Alllie would love Neverhome forever. Haha.
Allie scoffs. she mutters "And you all thought I as crazy...
This city is perfect. No money, no sickness, no premature death, no pain. You live in this city, and everything is going great. You might have an assigned spouse, you have a job that fits you perfectly, and you have everything you could ever need. It’s a perfect world. Or is it…? I am looking for 3 to 4 people to run an untraditional homebrew campaign. It’s a Utopian adventure filled with interesting social situations and later on combat. If you are interested, here are the creation guidelines:
Actual characters:
Allowed Races: Any Core + Aasimar, Catfolk, Ifrit, Kitsune, Oread, Samsaran, Sylph, Undine Allowed Classes: NO Gunslingers or Summoners All alignments are allowed, with proper explanation (though you will have a N alignment until you realize your full potential.) Be creative! I don't just look for good party composition when choosing players, I look for characters that are fun and creative. And I LOVELOVELOVE party dynamics.(Just remember, everyone gets along until you awake.)
However, for the first part of this campaign, you will be playing pre-gens I make for your specific character. Remember, you live in a Utopian society that needs no weapons, so why would there be a fighter there? I will set up your pre-gen specific to your build, but you will be nerfed a bit. Until you reach your full potential, you will have no weapons training and no magic. The city itself is in a demi-plane that has dead magic, however, you few have magic burning in your hearts (even if you are, say, a barbarian); you are different from everyone else you just don’t know it yet. You will awake from the slumber that this city has laid upon you.
Ugg.. This isn't going anywhere... Allies hands begin to steam and her hair sets ablaze. That's it... she runs up next to Vashti and band on the door, her hand bursting into flames. HEY! BE NICE TO MY MOMMY! LET US IN YOU HORRIBLE EXCUSE FOR A MAN! I BET YOU COULDN'T SATISFY A BLOWFLY!
DIRECTIVE: PRESERVATION. The cave fisher "decides" to fight the skeletons because he likes the sexy reproduction and wants it to happen right where that skeleton is standing.
Being hurled into the new plain, NS 3.0 begins flying forward. DIRECTIVE: "Scan for life forms"
the voice of NS 3.0 is strange, almost metallic.
The sleepy village of Heldren has rarely seen so much excitement or concern. Hunters from the nearby Border Wood speak of unnaturally cold weather at the height of summer that descended on the forest just days ago. Heavy snow followed, and those who returned spoke of an uneasy presence in the woods, as well as new, dangerous predators. No one knows what this event means, but the town’s soothsayer, Old Mother Theodora, claims dark times lie ahead.
DC 5:
Everyone says the weather is unseasonably cold for midsummer—it even snowed in the Border Wood! Most suspect magic is involved, and some fear Qadiran agents played a role in it. DC 10:
Old Man Dansby claims that someone keeps stealing from his fields. His farm lies closest to the Border Wood, where half his crops have died from an icy frost and the rest have been carried off. DC 12:
A farmer’s son took ill a few days ago after falling through the ice over Wishbone Creek. The boy said he spotted a white stag in the forest—and heard it talking—then tried to follow it. DC 15:
A group of rangers in the Border Wood called the High Sentinels usually keep bandit activity curbed. They’re doing a poor job if brigands could attack a well-armed caravan and abduct Lady Argentea. DC 18:
Locals say a hunter named Dryden Kepp claimed he saw a giant white weasel on the High Ridge in the forest. No one believed him so he went back to trap it and prove them wrong. DC 20: Two weeks ago, Lady Argentea Malassene traveled past Heldren on her way from Oppara to Zimar to meet her betrothed. Rumor has it the two didn’t get along and Lady Argentea caused a scandal by calling off the engagement and returning home.
You enter a lovely Tavern in the town of Heldren.The air is full of the songs from a small halfling bard in the corner, her red hair dancing as she sings and strums her harp. Sitting next to her on the floor is a bald monk, clapping like an idiot along to the melody, making strange noises. The bar is mostly empty, but the barkeep and bar maidens are keeping those few happy. |
