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I got to dissect a person. Homeschooling FTW!

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Goddammit public school system, you so inadequate.

((I'd join, but I've been in all your games so far. Someone else should take the spot ))

THAT'LL BE ME
SHEET LATER AS I HAVE NO TIME

Name: Bukkar Crangrom
Class: Ragin' Mage
Details:
Appearance: Bukkar is of average height, with long, flowing golden locks short, raggedy bright red hair that appears to be ripped out in chunks. A similarly dissheveled beard adorns his face, covering most of his lower face. He makes it a point to wear bright red clothes for some reason, and thus his attire is composed of a wide variety of clothes, often falling apart at the seams and composed of a ridiculous variety of materials - but all bright red. He has blue eyes.
Bio: Bukkar was always ... a little angry. And by little I mean very. He started his forst day of life by punching his way out of his mother's uterus. When the doctors tried to ascertain if there was a pulse, he attempted to bite their fingers off. Eventualy, with food, he calmed down a little; enough for his mother to wake up from the trauma. As Bukkar progressed through life, his anger became more and more evident. He killed another kid at the school he went to because he sniffled. As he developed his strength, his possessions would often end up wildly flung all around the room, victims of his berzerk rage. This went on for quite some time until a member of the lcal Ragin Mages guild popped into town, having heard tales of the little bastard. No one knows how he persuaded Bukkar to go with him, but convince him he did, and so Bukkar was educated in the Way Of The Flaming Foot Up Yer Ass, the Path Of The Lightning Fist, and other unique abilities. This period of learning ended when he somehow pissed off every member of a city to the south, who chased him Yakity-Sax style out of the kingdom and barred him from going back. Proclaiming he was 'bored with you bastards anyway', Bukkar wandered the land, getting drunk in taverns, getting into fights, and wasking up in back alleys. That was how he woke up where he is now, face caked with blood and a raging hangover not helping his mood.
Personality: As you could guess,

ALWAYS ANGRY! ALL THE TIME!

Equipment: Himself.

Fine, C

Glory and lack of sleep have silenced me.

Quote from: Xantalos on April 17, 2013, 02:23:55 am

I've no idea if it's in WoW, as I do t really pay attention to it, but I kinda blame Warhammer 40k for this. The stupidly huge shoulders, they is. Only difference is 40k deliberately does them stupid huge.

Isn't Warhammer supposed to be a sort of satire, though, that operates by taking every sci-fi/fantasy trope and dialing it up to infinite?

Hence 'A PRIMARCHS FOUGHT ANOTHER PRIMARCH AND THE PLANET CRACKED'.

Some characters get so powerful that almost nothing can kill them except for player error/save corruptions.

I've got one adventurer who's starting to get close to that point. He's been adventuring for something like four in-game months now.

I made a thread about mine, albeit he's in 31.25. I stood in front of a dragon once and let it whale on me. Not a scratch.
Of course then it tried to set me on fire, but I blocked it. Eventually you get so good that it becomes boring.
This is how you win.

Ooh! Gusta.
Freeform, did you find your old avatar again?

Pretty much the same for me.
It must suck for those guys in coffins down there forever.