RoyalBeeMage
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roy secretly grabed a vial of the left blood of poison. he slipped it into his pocket. he picked up maduas head and stuffed it into his backpack
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Crackpot Theories (A game)
RoyalBeeMage replied to Toaster Retribution's topic in Forum Games & Random Stuff
proof: the spores are parasitic entities produced by aethers theory: the stormfather is honer in a costume to hide from odium -
i think that is what @TheFrugalWizard was trying to do
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"stop sleeping. lets go find some blankets and good stuff."
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fear of being set on fire?
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oh ok. about the same for my homework.
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edgar's blade stabed right throgh her neck severing her head from her body. roy ran up and wrapped a veil around it to prevent anyone from getting petrified. "is everyone ok? what are we going to do about this head?" roy asked
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it was nice!
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"yeah sure. see you later." roy said as he starts walking onwards. he spies a sweet shop and realises that he swiped some coins from the gmhq.
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"adjust the sail for 30º north."
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i think i know the one
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Anything and Everything Role Play
RoyalBeeMage replied to The Honorable Musician's topic in Roleplaying
"not prepared for us?" -
oh no. do you have to submit it before or after you have time to work on it? also stick are you back on the shard full time now?
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medusa stumbles back griping her stomach. she hissed in anger and pain. she stumbled back. roy picked up his spear and attempted to swing it at madusa. (3) he missed and struck just the air
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“Fine.” He replied and sat down
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I just read before my homework
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Stop making me lose
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Like the look of the mods. Could we add farmers delight and create slice and dice
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I have an essay to write for next week!!! Proud of you
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“It was signed by a mortal elan from outside the elanverse.”
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John stepped behind him and listened
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Captain Roy stood at the top on the boat looking out across the sea. The sent of salt filled his nose while he ate the freshly cooked fish and bread. “First mate!” Roy called over his shoulder.
