Citadel16

I am in Slovakia. it is quite nice here. I know five Slovakian words and my brother insists that I say them all wrong. Which is funny, because one of them is pronounced similarly to reqiem. And has nothing to do with the word "wrong".

Hello from Europe!!!

OK! so are there going to be classes? like fighter or barbarian? or is it just the skills you choose make what you are?

I want to join!! I will be Arson. skills I want are Magic- Runic Magic- Bladed Weapons- Stealth- Herbalism. He is trapped in the game and Really wants out. wears light armor and a long black coat. as to actual gameplay, could you write a little clip to show how we would write from that sort of perspective (of a trapped person) and use some of the abilities described? Is it real? does it feel real? if their character dies in the game will they die in real life?

I would be interested... the game should be called The Adventurer.

that strikes me as ominous. A. but if its any consolation here, have this its a figure wearing a pug hood. its a pug hooded figure.

I would be interested in doing this. I am a huge fan of the series.

fair enough. thats just been bugging me a while.

if you can poison an epic, but theyre impervious to bullets, does that still classify them as a High Epic?

what would happen if someone with invulnerability punched him? just as a specific curiosity.

I think astoria. thats where we generally put the more powerful characters. plus I think it would be fun to write a scene with he and ragnarok fighting or even being allies.

I could tell you a story about that, but id break the website before I gave all the detailed info... basically some friends of mine were discussing how one of them seemed to eat the space between objects and (as a result) teleported. so they assigned each of them a different type of "eating" power, space eater, people eater, and time eater. the next day we met at the usual spot and they mentioned it as an inside joke. after they explained the joke to me I made a wise crack, something like: "I guess that makes me a *poses like a super hero* DESTINY eater!." well, one year, Hundreds of character profiles, A purple "fenglish" notebood, a few dozen ships, a created multiverse, multidimesional transfers, deaths of all our favorite characters, an argument over a cow, and a Homecoming date later we lost interest in the project. but DANG that was fun.

I would expect nothing less. too few people stand up when they view something as wrong these days. plus, I probably do need someone to tell me when im being offensive, you humans can be somewhat weird sometimes...

thank you. its good to be here

sorry, I didnt think anyone would take that as offensive, my bad.

how bout evil slaying swords * over exaggerated winking*

some of your questions will actually be answered this very next post. (ive already finished it by the way. I just need some reasonable time for him to regain consciousness)

Harkness clapped once. “Fantastic, I’m gonna go look for the moron that could destroy this entire city block in a new York minute, you run ahead and order some Enchiladas at this Crystal Duck restaurant. Sounds like a plan.” Then without a second to answer, Harkness reached down and picked up Antimatters pistol from his body-which was slowly decaying into that nasty tasting ash- and then shot himself in the head. He felt a rush of energy. Energy that had once made him sick every time he felt it. Now he felt excited every time he used it. It was a fast and sudden thing, like blinking, but when he opened his eyes, he was in a room looking out at a street containing two quickly decaying corpses and Mr. Death-Genie. Smiling, Harkness stuck the weapon into his jacket pocket and walked out the room with merry whistle. Ragnarok shivered against a tree. Something was wrong. But that much was obvious. But he couldn’t tell what! There was too much. He couldn’t tell what was real anymore. He saw floating words in the air, meaningless symbols that were etched into the ground. Shadows of figures that shouldn’t be there. Watching him at the corners of his vision. He couldn’t blink. Where was he? Outside of Astoria he knew. But where else? He had flown quickly, trying to resist the pain in his head. He had landed and that’s when the figures had begun to run from his vision. Blinking brought them closer. Their whispering became louder. Words he couldn’t understand but somehow he recognized. He just didn’t know what was happening. He was always in control. There was always something he could do. But not anymore. He had tried to grab them with his TK but they remained elusive to his power. Ahead of him they were moving, gathering behind trees and bushes whispering. They gathered into one place and began approaching him. He scrambled back against the tree as they merged into one figure. She had a slender build and long brown hair. But it was her eyes, bright blue eyes that calmed him as she approached. “It’s okay,” she said. “You can rest now,” And with that Ragnarok slumped against the hard surface of the tree and fell asleep. The nightmares greeted him.

hello everyone! im back! summer is leaving me and now I might be able to spend more time making people frustrated with my writing skills. okay. I have been thinking a lot recently about my epics and I want to make Ragnarok lose his mind. With a sarcastic hallucination named Lizzy!!! that probably deserves an explanation. okay so remember the fight scene between ragnarok and antman--I Mean antimatter-- and how Ragnarok was in the dead center of a battle of Ginormous amounts of information? well now he has a hallucination named Lizzy that is the biproduct of that informational battle. created to help him handle the vast amounts of info still left in his head, she is an expert on anything nerdy and knows everthing about books that there is to know and also knows how to make an awesome cake!! thoughts? questions or concerns? Ill listen to them all.

phew... im glad im not the only one.

sorry for the unexplained absence I've been showing. Summer is a very busy time for me. On a first note, I'm listening to mitosis for the first time as we speak. MELT LITTLE EPIC!! MELT! HAHA! And prof sounds like master chief. On a second: I would be fine with that collab, antgrgmn.

for the iron man v wax fight, iron man would win. tony stark is smarter and has a smarter ai. and then there is the fact that not all of his suits are made of metal. his magneto suit has no metal, and whats to say he cant plate it with aluminum?

ok got it. i'll work something else out.