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Messages - IamanElfCollaborator

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"That's bullshit! One of them is chomping on your head!"

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Wendell was resisting the urge to stab something with a fork.
"Goddamned Goombas. Crawling EVERYWHERE."

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: A New Age Begins - Sign-ups/OOC
« on: May 01, 2013, 04:56:49 pm »
No thanks. Unless Xantalos is alright with it, but anyway, not interested in playing the dragon rulers.

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: A New Age Begins - Sign-ups/OOC
« on: May 01, 2013, 02:26:46 pm »
Spoiler: Dragon App (click to show/hide)

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: A New Age Begins - Sign-ups/OOC
« on: May 01, 2013, 01:16:45 pm »
This still open for submissions?

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EC sheathed the falchion and walked up the stairs.

"I don't like this. At all."

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Wendell seemed nervous, looking around....

...then he may have seen something that soothed his mind, for he calmed down, and shook his head.

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Appears to be Nyarlothep's cousin. Likes godhoods. Recently entered to be a Nyarlothep-expy in a certain god game Entered as an Order deity in said god game, apparently my predictions were wrong and I should go die for trying to preempt him.

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Running the RPG in your sig, among others.

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Chosen app LOCK IN.

Name: Wendell Madrytt
Race (if applicable): Goblin
Age: 24
Appearance: Lean, with brown eyes and black hair. He is of average height (for whatever race he is), and generally plain. (If goblin) Deep, green skin. (If not) Tanned, brownish skin.
Personality: Stoic and quiet. Loyal to those who earn it, indifferent to those who don't. Generally kind, though gruff.
Background: Wendell was found in the woods, by an unmarried hunter, seeking food. Thinking him to be a fawn, he nearly shot him...until such that he realised that it was a baby. He took in the young child, caring for it and nurturing it.


The hunter, Abram Madrytt, taught Wendell the essentials of living, and ventured to teach him how to live a comfortable life, something he had sought to do with the children he never had, and now did with Wendell. Never expecting him to follow in the trade of the hunt, he never taught him the art of the crossbow or bow.

Eventually, the hunter died, and Wendell, armed only with a crossbow he was never taught to use, some bolts and a pouch of money, ventured forth to see what he could find. The young goblin/child knew not what he expected, but he ventured to learn how to use his crossbow and how to live by himself.

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Wendell stood up, muttering.
"They're here. THEY'RE HERE."

He shook, before snapping back to reality, sighing.
"Goddammit."

He lined up behind Clair.

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Bored..but IN.
Prisoner No. 124859
Name: Wendell Hawkins
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Previous Occupation: Slacker (Between jobs)
Bio: Wendell was pretty much just an ordinary man. Until...well....

Wendell was wandering around in a fugue one day when he began seeing strange things, like masked, blue blobs wandering about, a pink-haired girl in a regal dress wandering around with fire in her hands, and a rabbit mauling a man to pieces. (Points if you get the references.)

Eventually, he went mad from it, and couldn't stop seeing these things, beginning to believe that they were real- although the victim of the rabbit was actually a victim of Wendell during one of his rage states, or so the official statement said. The institution took him in, for study of this strange illness, as he didn't seem to fit the criteria for schizophrenia or paranoia-related disorders, simply being an ordinary guy seeing weird things who had started to believe in their veracity.

Illness: Unidentified hallucinatory disorder- he seems to see things from certain entertainment media appear in reality.
Notable Health Problems: None.

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"Well, if you shrink or grow, not my problem."

EC took out a large green falchion and started polishing it with a cloth.

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EC sighs.
"Nobody drink or eat anything."

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Pretend to have been stalking him. Use our latent seductiveness to make him slowly give us everything.

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