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Mailliw73

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  1. Jag ran into a cluster of guards, the other Destructors and Aussies close behind. "Where's Dragoon?" he asked, machete in hand. The look in his eyes was enough to tell them that he was an Epic, and one of sufficient power to rip them to pieces. If he hadn't wanted to please Dragoon, in order to receive more favors, he would've done it. Ripped the bugs to pieces and shoot them with their guns. Hack their appendages off, one by one. Holding in his rage always made it worse. He kept the anger subdued, but only just. The guards fumbled with their radios and called for Dragoon. They told him to wait. Wait? He, a chosen Epic of Calamity, wait? Oh, how he cursed Dragoon's help. The necessity of it was the only thing keeping him from destroying this entire town, hardly long enough to be called Long Beach. The other Destructors took the news better, for the most part, but Jag saw in Smasher's eyes that he didn't want to wait either. "You find him as quick as you can or I will destroy you. Slowly."
  2. Maw fumed. Second of the Sky had been the one to kill Aili? Damnation trappers, you never could trust them. Maw's only satisfaction was in that he was able to be part of the kill. Now he swore vengeance on Odium's followers. For if he had been the one to direct Second's actions, the Shard would perish. And all his Champions: guilty, all of them. Maw felt the hatred swell in his chest. He went back to his small farmhouse he had built in replica of his original and surveyed the texts on the shelf. Messages from long-ago. Some his, some the translations of others. His Tineye senses had always served him well when he needed to decode. Other texts were long forgotten tomes from long forgotten times, seeping with red and black ink. Those pages spilt hatred and seeped anger. The books mentioned unmade fiends with a penchant for destroying worlds, bears of strange coloring hating at the end of their lives, poison vineyards of champions, Valor of Raris, and simple dows. Most of all, it spoke of Odium, Lord of Hatred. Maw had never remembered where he had gotten the book or why he had it, but it had always felt important. He brought it to every planet he visited, reading its blood-soaked words, trying to find meaning in them. Now he knew the purpose. It held the secrets of Hatred. Secrets that would fill him; that would aid him in his vengeance. Maw's broken scythe would taste blood again. Yes, she was, Joe. My first female character: Aili, Trueheart, Goddess of Honesty.
  3. Have I said it before? Reader's a slontze.
  4. Oh, I'm not going to kill you, I'm just going to goat you, really, really bad. Tell me, do you goat? Mister, I'll make a goat out of you! Ohana means goat. Tarzan cry: GOOOoaaaAAtttt!!
  5. Welcome back, Logic! Now Freq's gang can get a move on.
  6. Mail-mi, Join SE!!! Twi, Werewolf is essentially the same but with many, many more roles. Those are the best narrators.
  7. Cool shirts! So, this may make most sense to the SE players here, but in my dorms, we play the game of Werewolf every Wednesday. (It's a lot like Elimination here or Mafia, another card game.) I led discussion so much that I was targeted by the werewolves, bodyguard, and silencer all in one night. So I was attacked, protected, and not allowed to speak the next day. I managed to lead a lynch on a werewolf on the first day and I led the lynches on two others with only one mislynch. I died before the last one was killed, but he was lynched right after I was killed. I'm quite pleased and wish I could do this in SE.
  8. Throw it into a super generic fantasy world where each country has a different element to control(like mine) and bam! Avatar: Hunger Games by David Charleston.
  9. I don't know. I only did it once, and I didn't even get close to finishing what was basically a Hunger Games rip off. I'm not sure if I'll have time this November or not.
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