Ray Hawkins - Sun, 11/08/2015 - 10:28am
notheredave - Sat, 10/31/2015 - 12:52pm
mostly u dream u plan time for fun and play... now and go about ur motions .right noth ?somehow ////// Right?///// U THINK ABOUT HERE DAVE ?Ur day, noth NOT NOThere there TO GET LOST Noth! The.............. So u drive ..............Light so image lingo so when did///??? / 4:57 PM 7/12/2014 pUSSY MMMMMMMMM... pack of wolves, hung like a myby; cIRCLED U God89 ? THERE WILL BE NO OTHER PLACE DAVE , we DID CIRCLE AROUND U NOTH god dam lonely where u live nothh ,where uve lived here noth the other place ur place with all its significance in company comparission significant
Ash Zhu - Sat, 10/10/2015 - 11:17pm
I was in some RP Combat with a person who will re-main unknown but I shall rename them Borris for this rant, Borris was a level 16 "One-lifer" who was trying to argue they were not "Powergaming". Powergaming for those who aren't aware is a style of interacting with games or game-like systems, particularly video games, boardgames, and role-playing games, with the aim of maximising progress towards a specific goal, to the exclusion of other considerations such as storytelling, atmosphere and camaraderie ( Yes I did copy and paste that from Wikipedia )
Jarlath Mcilwrath - Mon, 09/21/2015 - 1:55pm
Another day in Belfast for the Mcilwrath family......me and Henry were cleaning out some small time punks that were dealing on the familys turf, that's an absolute zero NO GO.
My father was never a forgiving person, Crossed him and you were sure to have me are Henry come after you.
Ray Hawkins - Mon, 09/21/2015 - 12:10pm
Charlotte - Sun, 09/20/2015 - 11:01am
Charlotte dreamt of distorted images conjured from recent events.
She dreamt the woman from Last Stop disappeared in a flurry of canine teeth and matted fur. She observed the death with a strange numbness. Observing the woman torn apart while sharing a can of peaches in the company with the biggest mutant anyone ever laid their eyes on.
Once the screams died down and the wild dogs continued to devour the woman, Charlotte and the mutant laughed at comic books.
Redrum Rellik - Sat, 09/19/2015 - 1:10pm
Dear Mother Fucking Diary,
Ash Zhu - Tue, 09/15/2015 - 7:26pm
So I don't wanna bore any of my firends with my thoughts so I think I am just gonna write 'em down.
Jarlath Mcilwrath - Mon, 09/14/2015 - 5:28pm
You know, I don't mind the wasteland at times. Someone fucks with you? kill 'em, Someone bang y'er las? cut his dick off. Someone bein' nice to you? throw 'em a bone, be nice... well, not literally but... you get what I mean.
I can't help but think were it all started, It never started out for me are my family in the wasteland... No, We were doing this shit looooonngg before... Back in Belfast.
Ytte Skovlund - Mon, 09/14/2015 - 11:46am
Harry Mason, was a Senior Lab Technician for Life-net at their Reykjavik Facility. He sat at his desk in a thoughtful mood.
In his hands he toyed with a copy of a very old photograph. It had deep sienna hues and was rather scuffed. But even though the image was quite faint....
"She's beautiful.... " He murmured to himself.
"What was that, H ?" Pete Porter looked up from his comic book . "Didn't quite catch what you said."
"Uhh? . Oh nuthin Pete.
Black Rain - Sun, 09/13/2015 - 10:49am
Madness...........................it's a funny thing to contemplate. For some they try to avoid it and put some form of logic or even pseudo logic into it to explain things. For others it's a cause of an obsession, to turn genius as a legitimate reason to become a god. For others they simple accept the risk of genius and become mad by default. Yet the real question is, if madness is like a disease? Then why obsess to perfect something so in comprehensable that you would risk of becoming another one of the nut jobs that are locked away in some institution for the world to forget.
Ray Hawkins - Sat, 09/12/2015 - 6:31am
Ytte Skovlund - Fri, 09/04/2015 - 10:06am
Ytte looked at the photograph as she sat in a corner of some wrecked building in Midway.
Sure, the photograph was one she had taken only a few days since. She intended to send it to her Father but preparations for the storming of the Dänisch lines had more than preoccupied her. She remembered pushing it into a leather wallet, to keep it safe.
But this. This Photograph looked worn, very scratched. Almost ancient. But she knew it was not less than a few days old.
timdragon22@icl... - Fri, 09/04/2015 - 8:36am
((This is a journal that I've decided to create for my Char, Lance Corporal Drizzt Do'Urden))
Fifty years have past, fifty years of being bitter and suicidal. Everyday I wanted to kill myself and I did several times but I never got rid of my collar. For some reason I kept it. And now I'm glad I did. I make bad decisions a lot though. I nearly burned all my bridges with the people around me, but I'm doing my best to correct that. I have little patience usually for people who annoy me.
Strelok Neskovich - Wed, 09/02/2015 - 1:39pm
~The only way to deal with an unfree world,is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.
Ytte Skovlund - Mon, 08/31/2015 - 5:44pm
Paul-Caspar Syberg shivered he jumped down from his old Land-Rover, his shoes squelched into the waterlogged field.
"At least the rain has stopped, huh?" Said the grinning face from under a rather large rimmed bush-hat.
" Bahh, Jens. You're only happy wallowing around up to your knees in dirt ! So. What have you got here?"
" Hard to tell at this point. One of the Historiecentre staff spotted a guy digging here. You know the type. Metal detector in one hand and a trowel in the other, hoping to get lucky."
Ytte Skovlund - Mon, 08/31/2015 - 12:08pm
The old Sargeant puffed on his pipe. Years of warring had made him immune to the jarring concussion of nearby explosions. Each detonation made the younger of his charges wince and duck. He watched the fear in some eyes.
He occasionally, and casually brushed the falling dirt from his uniform pants at it fell from the sky. Presently he stood up, turned and took a glance over the parapet for just a few seconds. His veteran eyes looked out over the flat land, through the mist of thick rain toward the enemy trenches.
Ytte Skovlund - Mon, 08/31/2015 - 9:46am
Death is timeless. More accurately, for a clone, the time spent dead is not like a sleep.
If anyone has ever had a medical operation, they know that the time spent under aneasthetic does not exist. One moment your counting back from ten. next moment you have woken up. A sudden waking and with no idea where you are excepts its not where you were a second ago. Caring nurses urgently calming the initial panic. Softly telling you all is fine, your operation was a success and now you are waking in the recovery room
Axton Caboose - Mon, 08/24/2015 - 11:25pm
After logging over 1500 hours into Fallen Earth, I honestly don't know what the fuck to do now, both game and RP wise. I'm gonna be real honest and say a few things, one of the main reasons I never really roleplay openly and blah blah blah is because I hate being nosey and you know, waltzing right up into a RP and not feeling like I was welcomed or wanted/deserved to join along, I just don't like being nosey and even if I get to join in on an RP or so, I still have the guilt of thinking that I am being a nosey dirtbag.
notheredave - Thu, 08/20/2015 - 12:31pm
Cowards carry guns... Evil so much yes. Now some rosy crucifix .;'d , get dizzy, dificult to summon l/ into,:" u CAN ? SEE ME ,imagine me in the other place if u wish. GAZE DOWN u never seem to wake noth eyes open NOTH ,NOW HERE " U MAY WANT TObe_DEAD BUT U CANT" DAVE NOTH? get dizzy, Why? i walk .............in i Draw a Little bit .
Ray Hawkins - Thu, 08/20/2015 - 4:02am
Ray Hawkins - Wed, 08/19/2015 - 1:23pm
Ray Hawkins - Sun, 08/16/2015 - 4:33pm
Mia - Sat, 08/15/2015 - 6:40am
Ray Hawkins - Sat, 08/15/2015 - 5:51am
Holy Elite - Thu, 08/13/2015 - 8:39pm
Brekshire, 07:56 Hours.
(( Sory for low quality of my game!))
As I decided to rest on the edge, to write in my notebook. Several thoughts crossed my mind almost as fast as my heart was beating.
Just an hour before, I was running around Brekshire, having fun and exercise. Dashing from the prying eyes of the Leaguers roaming around, and silently stalking a lone Enforcer.
Ray Hawkins - Wed, 08/05/2015 - 11:54am
Ray Hawkins - Fri, 07/31/2015 - 4:40pm
Ray Hawkins - Tue, 07/28/2015 - 3:54am