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You should check out The Blackwater Company if she is anyway a neer'do'well. They are cool group, and affiliated with quite a few LS's and other FC's. Rather mid to heavy RP focused.
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I'm not here to dumb down what your saying, but atleast you don't have a FC dedicated to trolls. I was RP'ing with Ha'dhami and Ruham over yonder, and Galatea just before this happened. Twice they have done this in the last two day's.
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Your stout and loveable chocobo (or other mount)
IncubusManatee replied to Swift Nightclaw's topic in RP Discussion
Hawn, maybe? And yes, like Goldie Hawn. -
Your stout and loveable chocobo (or other mount)
IncubusManatee replied to Swift Nightclaw's topic in RP Discussion
Considering that in game birds are actually categorized as their own species of wyverns, it would make more sense than naming a flightless bird after the 'King of the Skies' On the other hand, the Rathalos is extremely bad-ass. Maybe go with Rathian, Queen of the Land? c; Wonder if you can make the Choco colored green then in future. -
Do as River and Mich have said, and welcome to the Hydaelyn RPC! Hopefully you can get into one of the servers. Until then-feel more then free to start RP'ing on the forums here! Use it as a warm-up even.
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It need's to be pink in order for the backwards hat thing to work.
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Your stout and loveable chocobo (or other mount)
IncubusManatee replied to Swift Nightclaw's topic in RP Discussion
Fluffles... ...When I get him/her. That is all. -
Go right ahead! Were always up for RP and stuff! Will be looking forward to RP'ing with you maybe in the future! Yeah, Balmung has a lot of people-as you may notice, atleast 60-70% of all RP'ers here are Balmung. (Active on the forums that is.) But there is a huge chunk still on Gilgamesh as well. Also Balmung is just more popular.
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Character: Baer Reddicta Primary Weapon(s): Bare-handed fighting. Class-equivalent: Pugilist Style: Muay Thai-ish style of fighting. Offense/Defense/Versatile: Hyper-Aggressive. Offensive and Reactive Based. Strengths: Constantly puts pressure on an enemy/target. Weaknesses: Exhaustive and focused about only offense. Summary: Strong style focused on offense, but lacks in defense and rely's on the persons endurance to continue actively fighting for long periods.
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Welcome back to the fray! *Waves* And I am glad you picked Gilgamesh. *Rubs flippers together evil'y* We always need new minions.
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*waves* Yeah, your welcome to RP anytime with me! Send a friend invite or drop by the Ambrosia's bar at anytime down in Costa Del Sol! I Can be found tending the bar often there! Name is: Baer Reddicta
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OOC: That's kinda my fault. Sorry about that. Didin't try and flood the RP like I did. Since I searched back a bit and...yeah.
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You don't know me that well if you don't remember that I am always up to no good. And guy's, its not as much for us to make introductions-but keep a close eye on us. Since shes one of those people. The ones who will watch your every move, like a cat. Waiting for that right moment to sink her teeth into your unsuspecting neck stump.
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Well played, sir. Methinks Kat lost this battle. Everyone win's when fire is involved! *Whole place is ablaze*
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I think his only reaction would be: "Well it's going to be one HELL of a fun fire show tonight." Even if he get's chewed out.
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Turning his head to regard Kie now. "Haughty goal! Hope you can do it. Just don't become a shut-in. Have a friend like that-he started speaking to the books and thinking they talked back to him." Voice rather silly at the moment, making it hard to tell if he's telling the truth or not. Returning to unwrapping his other hand now. Leaving it bare as he stretched out the bruised hand. Dark purple encircling the uppermost part of his knuckles-Baer seemed no worse for wear though. Then he looked up again. "And there are some things you can only learn outside a library!" Voice bright once more as he spoke.
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Turning his head to Aartur, Baer just smiled and chuckled. "Fighting is fun! It's far better then what I use to do. And it's relaxing to me." Stretching gently his free hand a moment before returning it to the bandages on his other hand. "Money's good as well." "Never was one for using this muscle." Taps his forehead gently. More out of jest then honesty. "Better with this one." Taps his chest where his heart is. This time it was more honesty than jest.
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Baer: *Whistles innocently* Kat: *Passed out on bar* Aoe: "What happened to her?" Baer: *Evil grin* "Nothing at all." Aoe: "Good to know." *Back to work.*
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The redhead just waves off Aarturs last words. Smiling brightly to him warmly. Akin to a small sun. "No need to say sorry, was just wondering. And it's not stupid." Tilting his head to the side slowly afterwards. The silver pieces in his braided hair glinting gently as he thought a moment. "Ah-hah. Makes sense. Family. Good reason to visit. I would visit mine-but not welcome." Then looked over to Kie as she spoke. Then glanced back at Aar. And back to Kie. "You both are from Gridania! Is everyone from there as timid as you two?" He say's playfully. Not meaning it as a insult in anyway obviously. "Never been there myself." Focusing back in on his wraps, he finished removing them from one hand. Revealing his heavily bruised knuckles. Closing his hand slowly he made them crack just a little. ~pop~pop~POPPOP~ for every single finger. First two knuckles on that hand covered in callous thicker then two layers of cloth. He kept his eyes on his hand as he stretched it idly a few times before looking back up at them all with that same smile. "I'm from Limsa. Here for competition. Ul'dah has too many for me to not make some of them." Waiting several seconds before he began on the other wrap. Looking to Kie. "So what did you come to learn?"
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Educational Material:
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"Pleasure to meet you, Kieaira! And you Elisan!" He say's brightly to the Skitty-kitty and the much more mature ruby-eyed-woman. Chuckling gently as he continued to unwrap his hands. Taking the padding for his knuckles from underneath the first layer and looking at everyone in turn. Then landing back on Kie with his bright blue eyes. Then zip them right over to Ryan. Then back to Kie. And back to Ryan. And back to Kie. Then right to Aartur and Yayaan. Then to Eli. Then back to Kie. "So." Several moments pass. "What brings all y'all to this fine city? Or as Ryan said-birth homes and all that. Stories especially. Especially that." Still unwrapping his hand slowly. Letting the dirtied wraps coil in his lap like a lazy snake. ((Finished Editing: Give me a heads up if I missed something.))
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"Ahhh-hhaaahhh. Thank you." He said warmly as he opened up the pouch slowly and looked within. "Probably put it on before sleeping. As I know it probably stings-and I doubt you want to be traumatized by seeing me weep like a newborn babe." Playful grin crossing his face once more as he leaned down and opened up his bag to put the pouch within. Looking up at her as she asked him a question. "Yep. Beat's my old profession." "How about you? Are you a Gargoyle?" Tone still playful as he looked up at her. Smile never leaving the rather upbeat 'lander.
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"Whurt?" Is all the Highlander said between a mouthful of food when Kie had originally addressed Aartur. Since he couldn't tell what she was saying either. It was like some sort of cryptic gibberish. Looking to his fellow Hyur (Though a bit more vertically challenged probably?) whom had spoken up about the two Catkin. Chuckling between the mouthful of meat he was slowly crunching down, he once again graced everyone with his voice. Just muffled. I wonder if anyone ever taught him to not talk with his mouth full? "Eeergh-xerktly. Ey wuu be perfuct tuugeda so bar." A bit of the food which he had been eating popped out of his lips while he spoke, not deterring him in the least from continuing trying to talk. Atleast this time he swallowed his food before talking. "Name's Baer, as well. Since were all getting acquainted." Strangely enough he was the one who just decided to sit down at the table without any forewarning or even asking-sort of pushing himself on them. Maybe it was his culture that was so...friendly? Probably not. Maybe he was just that kind of person who just takes liberties in situations like this. "Pleasure to meet you, Yayaan, Aartur." He said brightly. Then turned his head to Ryan. "You as well, Ryan!" Then motioned to Kie and Eli. "And you fine ladies are?" Idly setting down the bowl of stew and his mug of ale. Beginning to unravel his hands from the fight wraps without having to look at them. A small bonk from below the table brought the 'Landers attention to Aartur whom had taken to kneeling and cleaning for some reason. Left brow raising up along his tall forehead as he watched the man nearly scramble to his feet. "Why were you down there?" Having completely missed the fact that something crashed and broke earlier. Being the glass of cream that Kie was holding. If only we could see into the mind of that glass as it fell down to the hard ground. What would it say? I'm freeeeeeee! Something along those lines. Baer was just oblivious though. Maybe he was just so used to the sound of breaking glass to even notice within a inn or bar.
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Awh, okay. Well, feel free to hit me up when I am online, always looking to RP-as I have preached to many people.
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"Good!" The large Hyur say's brightly in response to Kie's words. Obviously happy that she is fine. Looking to Aartur and his compatriot whom was playing a solo version of 'kick the Keeper', trying to get him to say something not yammer'y. Looking between the both of them slowly as he raised a brow. Suddenly; FOOD! The waitress returned with a bowl of stew and what looked like a mug of ale. Which the Hyur greedily went into the second it dropped on the table. For how strange his appearance was (Pink shirt, fight wraps, bloodied and bruised) it looked even stranger when he nearly shoved his head into the bowl of food like a dog. Even making some snorting sounds as he nearly inhaled his food. Obviously the monster of a man was hungry. Breaking away only to suck down as much of the ale he could between chewing the delicious meat from the bowl he just ransacked with his face.