Jo and the Bush all/any Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 (edited) 1 hour ago, Amanuensis said: 9 PM PST (1 hour and 50 minutes from now) . . . EST? or am I missing something? Edited October 2, 2025 by A Jo in the Bush
Amanuensis he/him Posted October 2, 2025 Author Posted October 2, 2025 Just now, A Jo in the Bush said: . . . EST? or am I missing something? EST, yes. Sorry about that, I don't know why I typed P there xD
Amanuensis he/him Posted October 2, 2025 Author Posted October 2, 2025 Should have the game up in 9 minutes (possibly sooner). As such, I'm going to go ahead and say no more people are allowed in sowwie
Amanuensis he/him Posted October 2, 2025 Author Posted October 2, 2025 (edited) LG108, Day One — Welcome Aboard The Rat's Tale came in at first light, her hull throwing a long shadow across the green-glittering expanse around Erik’s Island. Gulls wheeled in a patient gyre over the docks, careful to keep their wings dry; even birds knew the “sea” below was no water but a shifting plain of Emerald spores—quiet until a drop touched them, then an explosion hungering vines. Fenders thumped. Lines sailed and found bollards. The ship hands went about the dance without names or fuss: bowsprit kissed the pier, springs took the strain, gangplank slid down and bit wood. Canvas skirts along the rail shook free a dusting of salt and were checked for damp. Only when everything was tied, chocked, and triple-looked did the officers step ashore. Everything glinted with hints of silver here. Helmsmaster Salay first, her eyes doing a quiet inventory of the crowd: fishers off the night nets, children with their mothers, a handful of island guards on break, and curious bystanders. Quartermaster Fort followed, broad-shouldered, a slate hanging at his hip. Armsmaster Ann came last, coat salt-scrubbed, goggles resting above her brow, a compact revolver low on her right, a lacquered case at her left. A small rat rode her shoulder like a badge—Charlie (the Better)—his whiskers licking the sea breeze. They were known enough that a small cheer went up from the quay, joined by the friendly clatter of coopers hauling barrels of salt toward the gangplank and a fishmonger’s crew rolling carts piled with Lake Erik’s salmon packed in crushed ice. Recruits clustered near the end of the pier, identifiable at a glance by their recruitment cups slung tight and the look of people trying not to fidget. Salay lifted a hand, and the cheer settled into expectation. Fort chalked a quick WELCOME ABOARD on his slate and presented it with a small bow. Ann unclasped her case and spoke, voice pitched to carry without shouting. “You’re here to learn Sprouting. We’re here for recruits, salt, and salmon—enough to keep you fed while you earn your ranks. You’ll get dawn and dusk lessons, ship work between, and a bunk that stays dry because you help keep it so.” She opened the case. Nestled in fitted felt lay palm-sized pots: neat spheres with seam-lines and thumb ridges. “Our rounds,” Ann said. “Ball-shaped bullets we call pots. Each one holds a thumb of water, a measure of Zephyr to give the throw or shot a push, and a second spore to do the job: Verdant, Crimson, Sunlight, Roseite, or Midnight. You can throw them like firecrackers.” She flipped one and caught it, casual. “Or you can fire them through a proper tool.” Her hand brushed the revolver on her hip—six fat chambers, roseite-banded ports to keep reactions where they belonged, sights filed bold. “This one’s mine. You’ll train on cousins to it.” Ann glanced to Salay, who nodded. Fort, already seeing three steps ahead, had a small demonstration space ready: a scrubby dockside bush growing from a crack in stone, a mirror hung on a frame, and a plank of pier wood clamped upright. A roseite drop cloth ringed the area, a wink to safety. “First: Verdant.” Ann thumbed in a green-marked pot and fired low. The pot struck the dirt at the bush’s base, cracked, and a measured mist kissed dust and leaves. In a breath, vines whipped up and around, binding the bush tight in a tidy spiral—neither a tendril wasted nor a strand straying beyond the roseite ring. Ann lifted a dry cloth; the moment moisture left, the vines browned and eased. “Reactions, not life,” she said. “Start them on purpose, stop them on command.” “Second: Sunlight.” A yellow-marked pot clicked home. She shot the mirror’s lower edge. A crystal petal flashed across the glass, clear as breath on frost. Ann angled the frame; a bright dot bounced from the mirror to a warehouse wall and skittered across a painted E until it gleamed like new. Murmurs rose. “Lenses for finer work—signals, reading, shipwright tricks.” “Third: Crimson.” Her tone flattened just enough to be heard as caution. Red mark in, muzzle to the plank. The shot cracked; the pot burst and a fan of hard red spines punched through old wood, leaving toothy daylight holes. A dockhand whistled low. Ann tipped a nod at the roseite ring. “Edge work, hull work, most often fight work. We preach control first.” She holstered the revolver, then let the Zephyr in a cooling pot sigh across the crowd. A soft breeze drew sweat from faces and the smell of salmon brine out to the safe green plain, where it would do nothing at all. “Roseite shields and Midnight tricks we teach only on the ship,” she added. “You’ll learn more about sprouting when you’ve mastered how to keep your pots sealed. Results can be shaped—made neater, tighter, pointed where you intend. That takes practice and a good head. Fort here is our best shaper.” Fort tapped his slate—SHAPING = INTENT + CONTROL—then erased and replaced it with: WE WILL TEACH YOU. Salay stepped in, voice like a keel line. “Terms are plain. Show up dry, work honest, learn fast. You’ll start as Novices, have a path to Apprentice if you stick, can eventually reach Master with dedication. We take care of ours; you’ll help take care of this ship.” Ann pointed back toward the waiting carts. “And if you’re worried about meals—eat once with Fort and tell me you’re still worried.” Charlie (the Better) hopped down, took a token from Ann’s palm—rat-and-tail R stamped deep—and carried it to the nearest recruit. The boy’s cup clinked as he reached; the rat’s bell chimed once, bright as the morning. “Before anything else, though, we've got supplies to load. Use this time to get to know your fellow crew members. The sooner we are ready to sail for Diggen's Point, the sooner your training can begin." LG108 has officially begun! Day One will end on Friday, October 3rd, at 9:00 PM EST, approximately 48 hours from now. If you do not receive your GM PM in the next fifteen minutes, please @mention me and I will remedy that ASAP. Player List @Araris Valerian — Armiel — Novice @Belandrius Ohhmar — thOmmAs — Apprentice @The Unknown Hammerer — Illi — Master @TwinStorm — Rane — Master @CoderDrag0n8 — Sozar — Apprentice @ThatOneWorldhopper — Fuejrheisjjeirjeujdjeuuduwii — Novice @RoyalBeeMage — William Thorne — Apprentice @Hoid Slayer — Shifter — Novice @IcedOutPenguin — Itenii — Novice @A Jo in the Bush — Emmett — Novice @Doc12 — Braid — Novice @STINK — Roberto — Apprentice Edited October 2, 2025 by Amanuensis 4
TwinStorm He/Him Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 New day, new game! Spoiler time to read the rules . . .
RoyalBeeMage he/him Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 William Thorne lounged to the side as he rested on top of a crate of suplies. he had yet to meet with his master though he'd hured they were skilled at their craft. he waved slowly as someone walked passed hopeing to grab their attention and start a conversation with his fellow cremates. Quote anyone want to have a friendly convo?
TwinStorm He/Him Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 4 minutes ago, RoyalBeeMage said: William Thorne lounged to the side as he rested on top of a crate of suplies. he had yet to meet with his master though he'd hured they were skilled at their craft. he waved slowly as someone walked passed hopeing to grab their attention and start a conversation with his fellow cremates. Quote sure why not Rane sighed, plucking his pipe out of his mouth. So he had done it. Finally made his way aboard the Rat's Tale. He was an expert sprouter by trade, but here he hoped to be something more. A teacher, a crewmate. Another step to the goal. The ship waited in a distant harbor, calling his name. He did not know it, but he knew it would be his. He could hardly imagine what it would be like, to captain a ship. But first, he needed a crew. A reliable, expert crew. Which was why he was here. "Hey." he called out to the man across him. "What's youse name?"
RoyalBeeMage he/him Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 1 minute ago, TwinStorm said: Rane sighed, plucking his pipe out of his mouth. So he had done it. Finally made his way aboard the Rat's Tale. He was an expert sprouter by trade, but here he hoped to be something more. A teacher, a crewmate. Another step to the goal. The ship waited in a distant harbor, calling his name. He did not know it, but he knew it would be his. He could hardly imagine what it would be like, to captain a ship. But first, he needed a crew. A reliable, expert crew. Which was why he was here. "Hey." he called out to the man across him. "What's youse name?" "William Thorne." he called out across the docks/port/whereever they were standing to the person. "what brings you out here?"
Doc12 Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 Braid is a tall, muscled person with long, slicing scars on their arms. They're missing a couple fingers on their right hand. Their most prominent feature is, of course, the long braid of dark hair that hangs almost to their calves. Or perhaps it's the scowl they're almost constantly sporting at the world. She prowls. Snaps. Fidgets. Watches the demonstration and her fellow recruits with sharp, calculating eyes. Braid was annoyed. Somehow, even though they had specifically tried to arrive early to the docks, somehow she'd failed to secure a Master and was stuck in the rank of Novice. To work their way up the ranks... It was going to take a blasted long time. She glared, slightly resentfully, at the the four lucky apprentices. Perhaps there was a way she could prove herself enough...catch the eye of a Master, even? And another thing - the verdant sea? She hated it. The color was all wrong. And it was boring. Everyone knew the weather patterns, and it was far less likely to actually kill you. Also vines freaked her out. The way they twisted and grabbed and strangled? At least the Crimson killed you fast and straightforward. And lastly, as begrudgingly impressed as she had been by the crew's little demonstration, she had come up with the design first. But oh try patenting a design when you lived in the Crimson and there wasn't any settlements nearby to tell about your inventions. She thought of the plans she had painstakingly drew in her knapsack ready to proudly present to the Captain of the Rat's Tale. No use to those now. Now to work her way up, to impress someone important, she was going to have to come up with something far more interesting, and probably far more risky. Perhaps she ought to procure some sunlight? Maybe that cook Armiel would have some... ------------------ Hello hello! I've read and reread the rules and the mechanics are really interesting! No execution today, which makes it a nice breather. It also means there's not much to discuss other than game mechanics. Interesting that everyone knows each other's rank. Seems like it just puts a target on the two Masters since they're the most powerful roles. I also think that there's not going to be much ranking up as it takes so much XP to move ranks. As a novice, if I theoretically gain max XP each cycle, it'll still take around 3 cycles to even reach Apprentice, and advancing higher seems unlikely with such a small player pool. *shrug* I don't suppose people want to share what spores they're going for tonight? I'll freely share that I'm grabbing some roseite
TwinStorm He/Him Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 17 minutes ago, RoyalBeeMage said: "William Thorne." he called out across the docks/port/whereever they were standing to the person. "what brings you out here?" "William Thorne!" he smiled, remembering the slip of paper in his pocket. "Me name's Master Rane. I'm to be your overseer."
Amanuensis he/him Posted October 2, 2025 Author Posted October 2, 2025 (edited) Sorry y'all, forgot this one last important bit Day One Quartermaster's Spore Storeroom ~ Zephyr Charges 2 Verdant Charges 2 Crimson Charges 2 Sunlight Charges 1 Roseite Charge 1 Midnight Charge Edited October 2, 2025 by Amanuensis
CoderDrag0n8 He/They Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 (edited) 42 minutes ago, Doc12 said: Braid is a tall, muscled person with long, slicing scars on their arms. They're missing a couple fingers on their right hand. Their most prominent feature is, of course, the long braid of dark hair that hangs almost to their calves. Or perhaps it's the scowl they're almost constantly sporting at the world. She prowls. Snaps. Fidgets. Watches the demonstration and her fellow recruits with sharp, calculating eyes. Braid was annoyed. Somehow, even though they had specifically tried to arrive early to the docks, somehow she'd failed to secure a Master and was stuck in the rank of Novice. To work their way up the ranks... It was going to take a blasted long time. She glared, slightly resentfully, at the the four lucky apprentices. Perhaps there was a way she could prove herself enough...catch the eye of a Master, even? And another thing - the verdant sea? She hated it. The color was all wrong. And it was boring. Everyone knew the weather patterns, and it was far less likely to actually kill you. Also vines freaked her out. The way they twisted and grabbed and strangled? At least the Crimson killed you fast and straightforward. And lastly, as begrudgingly impressed as she had been by the crew's little demonstration, she had come up with the design first. But oh try patenting a design when you lived in the Crimson and there wasn't any settlements nearby to tell about your inventions. She thought of the plans she had painstakingly drew in her knapsack ready to proudly present to the Captain of the Rat's Tale. No use to those now. Now to work her way up, to impress someone important, she was going to have to come up with something far more interesting, and probably far more risky. Perhaps she ought to procure some sunlight? Maybe that cook Armiel would have some... ------------------ Hello hello! I've read and reread the rules and the mechanics are really interesting! No execution today, which makes it a nice breather. It also means there's not much to discuss other than game mechanics. Interesting that everyone knows each other's rank. Seems like it just puts a target on the two Masters since they're the most powerful roles. I also think that there's not going to be much ranking up as it takes so much XP to move ranks. As a novice, if I theoretically gain max XP each cycle, it'll still take around 3 cycles to even reach Apprentice, and advancing higher seems unlikely with such a small player pool. *shrug* I don't suppose people want to share what spores they're going for tonight? I'll freely share that I'm grabbing some roseite Aw, I wanted some Rosite Edited October 2, 2025 by CoderDrag0n8
Jo and the Bush all/any Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 Setting a Timer for half an hour so I don't spend all my HW time doing SE instead Emmett stood in the doorway of their small cabin, examining the place that would be their home for the next, some amount of time. However long it took them to become a Master Sprouter. It wasn't much of a cabin. Some shelves, a hammock, a dresser, a trunk. Enough to make themself at home, but not enough to host tea in. They stepped inside and closed the door behind them, then shrugged off their pack, dropping it next to the trunk. They could unpack and organize later. for now, they wanted to meet with the other novices. They weren't quite sure what the day to day would be like, and they hoped that one of the others would be able to fill them in. So, if I'm reading this right, with 12 people, there will be 36 spores obtained tonight. 28 of them will be Zephyr, so either people will make a bunch of PM's on Day 2, or people will save them for when they do get other charges. I feel like every non-Zephyr spore will get taken, and I can think of Village and Eliminator reasons to take all of them. I'm personally thinking of grabbing some Sunlight charges. @Amanuensis Are we allowed to do contingency orders? Like, if I put in an order to grab 3 verdant charges, can I put in an order to craft a Master Verdant pot right now, assuming I'm going to be successful on getting them? Or like, if I make a Novice Verdant pot, can I put in an order to give it to Wilson while making it? Or can I give Wilson a pot and she uses it on that same turn? Amanuensis, are there punishments for failing to craft a pot? Like, if I get my hands an 4 Crimson Charges, and attempt to craft a Master Crimson Pot, do I get wounded, or killed, or anything? Do the charges get wasted, or can I try again the next turn to craft a pot? Final question, can the untraceable Midnight Cultist kill go into cabins? Like, if I study tonight, am I immune to the Eliminator kill? The rules kinda imply that, but it feels broken.
CoderDrag0n8 He/They Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 (edited) 56 minutes ago, TwinStorm said: "William Thorne!" he smiled, remembering the slip of paper in his pocket. "Me name's Master Rane. I'm to be your overseer." Sozar walked up to Rane. "Mr. Rane, yes?" He asks, fidgeting with his glove. "I-I am your aprentice. I hope to get lots of expertice from your tutalage." Edited October 2, 2025 by CoderDrag0n8
Doc12 Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 39 minutes ago, TwinStorm said: "William Thorne!" he smiled, remembering the slip of paper in his pocket. "Me name's Master Rane. I'm to be your overseer." "Master Rane!" Braid elbowed past the other men (Sorry Bee and Coder I'm starting a rivalry ), presenting themselves with a slight bow. She tried for a smile, which probably looked more pained than she realized, "I'm called Braid, and I know, i know that your Apprentice spots are filled, but perhaps you might consider taking me on too? I'm not afraid of hard work, or of spores," she holds up her hand with the missing fingers, "and I have just so many sketches!" Saying so, she thrusts several pieces of parchment from her knapsack in Rane's face (You get a glimpse of surprisingly neat handwriting, some well-drawn diagrams, and flashes of titles such as "Sun death ray" or "Rain of blood-spikes") She puts the pieces back in her knapsack, words still spilling out, "I've loved spores all my life, and I just want someone wiser and more experienced to really help me bring my designs to their full potential! You might say I'm a spore myself, just waiting for some water to really blow up some expectations! I promise, promise that I'll make you prouder than whoever you already have signed up!" Finally she stops, panting slightly. Straightens. "Oh, I almost forgot to ask! Master Rane, what spores are you planning to specialize in?"
The Unknown Medallion he/him Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 50 minutes ago, Doc12 said: Braid is a tall, muscled person with long, slicing scars on their arms. They're missing a couple fingers on their right hand. Their most prominent feature is, of course, the long braid of dark hair that hangs almost to their calves. Or perhaps it's the scowl they're almost constantly sporting at the world. She prowls. Snaps. Fidgets. Watches the demonstration and her fellow recruits with sharp, calculating eyes. Braid was annoyed. Somehow, even though they had specifically tried to arrive early to the docks, somehow she'd failed to secure a Master and was stuck in the rank of Novice. To work their way up the ranks... It was going to take a blasted long time. She glared, slightly resentfully, at the the four lucky apprentices. Perhaps there was a way she could prove herself enough...catch the eye of a Master, even? And another thing - the verdant sea? She hated it. The color was all wrong. And it was boring. Everyone knew the weather patterns, and it was far less likely to actually kill you. Also vines freaked her out. The way they twisted and grabbed and strangled? At least the Crimson killed you fast and straightforward. And lastly, as begrudgingly impressed as she had been by the crew's little demonstration, she had come up with the design first. But oh try patenting a design when you lived in the Crimson and there wasn't any settlements nearby to tell about your inventions. She thought of the plans she had painstakingly drew in her knapsack ready to proudly present to the Captain of the Rat's Tale. No use to those now. Now to work her way up, to impress someone important, she was going to have to come up with something far more interesting, and probably far more risky. Perhaps she ought to procure some sunlight? Maybe that cook Armiel would have some... ------------------ Hello hello! I've read and reread the rules and the mechanics are really interesting! No execution today, which makes it a nice breather. It also means there's not much to discuss other than game mechanics. Interesting that everyone knows each other's rank. Seems like it just puts a target on the two Masters since they're the most powerful roles. I also think that there's not going to be much ranking up as it takes so much XP to move ranks. As a novice, if I theoretically gain max XP each cycle, it'll still take around 3 cycles to even reach Apprentice, and advancing higher seems unlikely with such a small player pool. *shrug* I don't suppose people want to share what spores they're going for tonight? I'll freely share that I'm grabbing some roseite Target me? I'd hope nobody would be dumb enough to take on a Master Spore Sprouter like myself. I happen to have a secret stash of the mysterious Flesh spores and you really don't want to know what those do. Yeah, advancement should be fairly difficult. Depending on a few things, I might be willing to give away some Master Pots in return for certain favors...
CoderDrag0n8 He/They Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 2 minutes ago, Doc12 said: "Master Rane!" Braid elbowed past the other men (Sorry Bee and Coder I'm starting a rivalry ), presenting themselves with a slight bow. She tried for a smile, which probably looked more pained than she realized, "I'm called Braid, and I know, i know that your Apprentice spots are filled, but perhaps you might consider taking me on too? I'm not afraid of hard work, or of spores," she holds up her hand with the missing fingers, "and I have just so many sketches!" Saying so, she thrusts several pieces of parchment from her knapsack in Rane's face (You get a glimpse of surprisingly neat handwriting, some well-drawn diagrams, and flashes of titles such as "Sun death ray" or "Rain of blood-spikes") She puts the pieces back in her knapsack, words still spilling out, "I've loved spores all my life, and I just want someone wiser and more experienced to really help me bring my designs to their full potential! You might say I'm a spore myself, just waiting for some water to really blow up some expectations! I promise, promise that I'll make you prouder than whoever you already have signed up!" Finally she stops, panting slightly. Straightens. "Oh, I almost forgot to ask! Master Rane, what spores are you planning to specialize in?" Sozar turned to her, "Hello... my name is Sozar..." He holds out his ungloved hand. "I... really like Rosite... What kind of spore do you like?" --- Also, I want to make it clear that I am taking some combination of Zephyr, Sunlight, and Rosite (i really like rosite) tonight. (at least, i will try too).
Doc12 Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 1 minute ago, The Unknown Hammerer said: Target me? I'd hope nobody would be dumb enough to take on a Master Spore Sprouter like myself. I happen to have a secret stash of the mysterious Flesh spores and you really don't want to know what those do. Yeah, advancement should be fairly difficult. Depending on a few things, I might be willing to give away some Master Pots in return for certain favors... Braid immediately turns around to give Illi the exact same pitch
TwinStorm He/Him Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 4 minutes ago, Doc12 said: "Master Rane!" Braid elbowed past the other men (Sorry Bee and Coder I'm starting a rivalry ), presenting themselves with a slight bow. She tried for a smile, which probably looked more pained than she realized, "I'm called Braid, and I know, i know that your Apprentice spots are filled, but perhaps you might consider taking me on too? I'm not afraid of hard work, or of spores," she holds up her hand with the missing fingers, "and I have just so many sketches!" Saying so, she thrusts several pieces of parchment from her knapsack in Rane's face (You get a glimpse of surprisingly neat handwriting, some well-drawn diagrams, and flashes of titles such as "Sun death ray" or "Rain of blood-spikes") She puts the pieces back in her knapsack, words still spilling out, "I've loved spores all my life, and I just want someone wiser and more experienced to really help me bring my designs to their full potential! You might say I'm a spore myself, just waiting for some water to really blow up some expectations! I promise, promise that I'll make you prouder than whoever you already have signed up!" Finally she stops, panting slightly. Straightens. "Oh, I almost forgot to ask! Master Rane, what spores are you planning to specialize in?" Rane stiffened, slightly taken aback by the enthusiasm. "Are you know?" he said slowly. "Umm, I'll see about this. My spores . . . I work with every one. Roseite, that's a helpful one indeed."
Amanuensis he/him Posted October 2, 2025 Author Posted October 2, 2025 9 minutes ago, A Jo in the Bush said: Are we allowed to do contingency orders? Like, if I put in an order to grab 3 verdant charges, can I put in an order to craft a Master Verdant pot right now, assuming I'm going to be successful on getting them? Or like, if I make a Novice Verdant pot, can I put in an order to give it to Wilson while making it? Or can I give Wilson a pot and she uses it on that same turn? Amanuensis, are there punishments for failing to craft a pot? Like, if I get my hands an 4 Crimson Charges, and attempt to craft a Master Crimson Pot, do I get wounded, or killed, or anything? Do the charges get wasted, or can I try again the next turn to craft a pot? Final question, can the untraceable Midnight Cultist kill go into cabins? Like, if I study tonight, am I immune to the Eliminator kill? The rules kinda imply that, but it feels broken. You can not do orders-in-advance, AKA submit orders using items that I've not confirmed have entered your inventory. Failing to Prepare a Pot will result in the ability backfiring on you, which vary based on Rank and Type. I'll save the specifics with a PAFO tho The only thing that can stop the Midnight Cultist Kill is Roseite. Both the kill and sprouting Midnight are capable of reaching players in their cabins, given the nature of Midnight Essence Familiars.
CoderDrag0n8 He/They Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 1 minute ago, TwinStorm said: Rane stiffened, slightly taken aback by the enthusiasm. "Are you know?" he said slowly. "Umm, I'll see about this. My spores . . . I work with every one. Roseite, that's a helpful one indeed." "Mr. Rane!" Sozar said, "I wanted to thank you for your tutalage! I hope to be a good aprentice!" --- Why is everyone ignoring me T^T
KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 I should've asked earlier, but can I also have access to the Spectator doc please?
The Unknown Medallion he/him Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 (Roleplay to come soon which means I will respond to this 11 minutes ago, Doc12 said: Braid immediately turns around to give Illi the exact same pitch I promise)
Hoid Slayer He/Him Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 Hiya folks! Uhh… I’m gonna be honest I forgot about this game. I need to sleep right now, so I’ll try to go over stuff and make some RP tomorrow. For now, Araris Valerian I’ll give my reasoning in the morning
CoderDrag0n8 He/They Posted October 2, 2025 Posted October 2, 2025 4 minutes ago, Hoid Slayer said: Hiya folks! Uhh… I’m gonna be honest I forgot about this game. I need to sleep right now, so I’ll try to go over stuff and make some RP tomorrow. For now, Araris Valerian I’ll give my reasoning in the morning No votes today. :P Sozar wondered why Shifter was screaming random names. Huh. Strange. Also, I changed my spore wishlist to 1 Rosite 2 Zephyr in case anyone was wondering (no one was)
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