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Micky Micky MO MO
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PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:12 pm


this is where you can role play.......and role play....and.....roleplay some more...do ALL of your rleplaying..that you gonan post...in this guild...in here
PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:15 pm


{*Pops in* You post first}

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:18 pm


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{*Pops in* You post first}
well we have to decide what kinda role play were gonna do
PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:19 pm


CaptinHazmat
Lunar_Blade
{*Pops in* You post first}
well we have to decide what kinda role play were gonna do
*points at you* Can you choose cos im very indesicive with what types to do. Any kind will do xd

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:21 pm


Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
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{*Pops in* You post first}
well we have to decide what kinda role play were gonna do
*points at you* Can you choose cos im very indesicive with what types to do. Any kind will do xd
ok how about.....and old day kinda deal..with swords and all...kinda like FABLE and the morrwind games
PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:23 pm


CaptinHazmat
Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
Lunar_Blade
{*Pops in* You post first}
well we have to decide what kinda role play were gonna do
*points at you* Can you choose cos im very indesicive with what types to do. Any kind will do xd
ok how about.....and old day kinda deal..with swords and all...kinda like FABLE and the morrwind games
I dunno what Fable is but im gonna just say yes... Old day thingy huh? I can do that...You start.

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:27 pm


" aww same old stool " he takes a sip " and same bear " this is Cliff but he goes by the name Outlaw...he has a old worn out cowboyhat that was pasted down to him form generations. He has chainmill boots and gloves with leather leggins. He doesnt have a shirt on but at his side is a merical blade...a long, sleek, thi9n blad thats dull on the flat side but shar on the edge...sharp enough to slice through bricks. He has a beer in on hand at the moment and a cig in the other with the rim of his hat covering his eyes as he sits at the table leaning back in the cair so its only on 2 legs with his feet on the table his left crossed over his right
PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:32 pm


CaptinHazmat
" aww same old stool " he takes a sip " and same bear " this is Cliff but he goes by the name Outlaw...he has a old worn out cowboyhat that was pasted down to him form generations. He has chainmill boots and gloves with leather leggins. He doesnt have a shirt on but at his side is a merical blade...a long, sleek, thi9n blad thats dull on the flat side but shar on the edge...sharp enough to slice through bricks. He has a beer in on hand at the moment and a cig in the other with the rim of his hat covering his eyes as he sits at the table leaning back in the cair so its only on 2 legs with his feet on the table his left crossed over his right
Kathryn bustled around the place, shuffling through crowds and serving the beers that customers guzzle down. This was her life as a barmaid and being 16 she had to get some source of income, especially with her dad on his deathbed and her mum dying several years ago. Kathryn stood behind he counter washing a glass with a torn filthy rag, her eyes glazed and bored.

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:36 pm


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" aww same old stool " he takes a sip " and same bear " this is Cliff but he goes by the name Outlaw...he has a old worn out cowboyhat that was pasted down to him form generations. He has chainmill boots and gloves with leather leggins. He doesnt have a shirt on but at his side is a merical blade...a long, sleek, thi9n blad thats dull on the flat side but shar on the edge...sharp enough to slice through bricks. He has a beer in on hand at the moment and a cig in the other with the rim of his hat covering his eyes as he sits at the table leaning back in the cair so its only on 2 legs with his feet on the table his left crossed over his right
Kathryn bustled around the place, shuffling through crowds and serving the beers that customers guzzle down. This was her life as a barmaid and being 16 she had to get some source of income, especially with her dad on his deathbed and her mum dying several years ago. Kathryn stood behind he counter washing a glass with a torn filthy rag, her eyes glazed and bored.
Sitting at the bar stool Outlaw says " Kathryn can i have another beer? " he plops up putting the beer on the table and lighting his cig taking his feet off the table
PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:39 pm


CaptinHazmat
Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
" aww same old stool " he takes a sip " and same bear " this is Cliff but he goes by the name Outlaw...he has a old worn out cowboyhat that was pasted down to him form generations. He has chainmill boots and gloves with leather leggins. He doesnt have a shirt on but at his side is a merical blade...a long, sleek, thi9n blad thats dull on the flat side but shar on the edge...sharp enough to slice through bricks. He has a beer in on hand at the moment and a cig in the other with the rim of his hat covering his eyes as he sits at the table leaning back in the cair so its only on 2 legs with his feet on the table his left crossed over his right
Kathryn bustled around the place, shuffling through crowds and serving the beers that customers guzzle down. This was her life as a barmaid and being 16 she had to get some source of income, especially with her dad on his deathbed and her mum dying several years ago. Kathryn stood behind he counter washing a glass with a torn filthy rag, her eyes glazed and bored.
Sitting at the bar stool Outlaw says " Kathryn can i have another beer? " he plops up putting the beer on the table and lighting his cig taking his feet off the table
"Yes Sir" Kathryn mumbled, obeying the order, she filled the glass which the rich frothy alcohol and slammed in on the table making a fair bit of froth overflow.

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:42 pm


Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
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CaptinHazmat
" aww same old stool " he takes a sip " and same bear " this is Cliff but he goes by the name Outlaw...he has a old worn out cowboyhat that was pasted down to him form generations. He has chainmill boots and gloves with leather leggins. He doesnt have a shirt on but at his side is a merical blade...a long, sleek, thi9n blad thats dull on the flat side but shar on the edge...sharp enough to slice through bricks. He has a beer in on hand at the moment and a cig in the other with the rim of his hat covering his eyes as he sits at the table leaning back in the cair so its only on 2 legs with his feet on the table his left crossed over his right
Kathryn bustled around the place, shuffling through crowds and serving the beers that customers guzzle down. This was her life as a barmaid and being 16 she had to get some source of income, especially with her dad on his deathbed and her mum dying several years ago. Kathryn stood behind he counter washing a glass with a torn filthy rag, her eyes glazed and bored.
Sitting at the bar stool Outlaw says " Kathryn can i have another beer? " he plops up putting the beer on the table and lighting his cig taking his feet off the table
"Yes Sir" Kathryn mumbled, obeying the order, she filled the glass which the rich frothy alcohol and slammed in on the table making a fair bit of froth overflow.
"whoa take it easy ill get it my self next time " he takes a sip " so whats a fine lady like you working at a place like this? " he says raising the rim of his hat to look at Karthryn in the eyes
PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:45 pm


CaptinHazmat
Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
" aww same old stool " he takes a sip " and same bear " this is Cliff but he goes by the name Outlaw...he has a old worn out cowboyhat that was pasted down to him form generations. He has chainmill boots and gloves with leather leggins. He doesnt have a shirt on but at his side is a merical blade...a long, sleek, thi9n blad thats dull on the flat side but shar on the edge...sharp enough to slice through bricks. He has a beer in on hand at the moment and a cig in the other with the rim of his hat covering his eyes as he sits at the table leaning back in the cair so its only on 2 legs with his feet on the table his left crossed over his right
Kathryn bustled around the place, shuffling through crowds and serving the beers that customers guzzle down. This was her life as a barmaid and being 16 she had to get some source of income, especially with her dad on his deathbed and her mum dying several years ago. Kathryn stood behind he counter washing a glass with a torn filthy rag, her eyes glazed and bored.
Sitting at the bar stool Outlaw says " Kathryn can i have another beer? " he plops up putting the beer on the table and lighting his cig taking his feet off the table
"Yes Sir" Kathryn mumbled, obeying the order, she filled the glass which the rich frothy alcohol and slammed in on the table making a fair bit of froth overflow.
"whoa take it easy ill get it my self nest time " he takes a sip " so whats a fine lady like you working at a place like this? " he says raising the rim of his hat to look at Karthryn in the eyes
Kathryn hunched her shoulders and leaned aginst the counter, bending over the counter in exhaustion. "I need some money so my dad'll get better... But this job sucks! Everyone treats me like dirt" Kathryn uttered. She turned around and finds a stool and drags it to teh counter and sits down. "My legs hurt..."

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:50 pm


Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
" aww same old stool " he takes a sip " and same bear " this is Cliff but he goes by the name Outlaw...he has a old worn out cowboyhat that was pasted down to him form generations. He has chainmill boots and gloves with leather leggins. He doesnt have a shirt on but at his side is a merical blade...a long, sleek, thi9n blad thats dull on the flat side but shar on the edge...sharp enough to slice through bricks. He has a beer in on hand at the moment and a cig in the other with the rim of his hat covering his eyes as he sits at the table leaning back in the cair so its only on 2 legs with his feet on the table his left crossed over his right
Kathryn bustled around the place, shuffling through crowds and serving the beers that customers guzzle down. This was her life as a barmaid and being 16 she had to get some source of income, especially with her dad on his deathbed and her mum dying several years ago. Kathryn stood behind he counter washing a glass with a torn filthy rag, her eyes glazed and bored.
Sitting at the bar stool Outlaw says " Kathryn can i have another beer? " he plops up putting the beer on the table and lighting his cig taking his feet off the table
"Yes Sir" Kathryn mumbled, obeying the order, she filled the glass which the rich frothy alcohol and slammed in on the table making a fair bit of froth overflow.
"whoa take it easy ill get it my self nest time " he takes a sip " so whats a fine lady like you working at a place like this? " he says raising the rim of his hat to look at Karthryn in the eyes
Kathryn hunched her shoulders and leaned aginst the counter, bending over the counter in exhaustion. "I need some money so my dad'll get better... But this job sucks! Everyone treats me like dirt" Kathryn uttered. She turned around and finds a stool and drags it to teh counter and sits down. "My legs hurt..."
" well maybe i cna help " he gets up and hops over hte counter landing besid her " i know im only 18 but i used to do thius when i was about..oh say...8 years old...id work with my brother...he showed me some neat stuff and he actualyl made it fun...matter a fact we worked behind this very counter...then when i was 14 this gang of theives came in and killed everyone and stole everything....they didnt find me..i hid be hind that cubord " he points to the one right behind Kathryn " it was a very sad day..form then on i was alone..my dad died of a heart attack and my mom left me and my sister was killed in that raid also...." then Outlaw hears a voice calling out asking for a beer " ok hold on !! " then Outlaw take a glass and toss it in the air catchign it behind his back and pouring the beer into the glass thenhe spins around and puts the glass on the counter and slides it down
PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:54 pm


CaptinHazmat
Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
Lunar_Blade
CaptinHazmat
" aww same old stool " he takes a sip " and same bear " this is Cliff but he goes by the name Outlaw...he has a old worn out cowboyhat that was pasted down to him form generations. He has chainmill boots and gloves with leather leggins. He doesnt have a shirt on but at his side is a merical blade...a long, sleek, thi9n blad thats dull on the flat side but shar on the edge...sharp enough to slice through bricks. He has a beer in on hand at the moment and a cig in the other with the rim of his hat covering his eyes as he sits at the table leaning back in the cair so its only on 2 legs with his feet on the table his left crossed over his right
Kathryn bustled around the place, shuffling through crowds and serving the beers that customers guzzle down. This was her life as a barmaid and being 16 she had to get some source of income, especially with her dad on his deathbed and her mum dying several years ago. Kathryn stood behind he counter washing a glass with a torn filthy rag, her eyes glazed and bored.
Sitting at the bar stool Outlaw says " Kathryn can i have another beer? " he plops up putting the beer on the table and lighting his cig taking his feet off the table
"Yes Sir" Kathryn mumbled, obeying the order, she filled the glass which the rich frothy alcohol and slammed in on the table making a fair bit of froth overflow.
"whoa take it easy ill get it my self nest time " he takes a sip " so whats a fine lady like you working at a place like this? " he says raising the rim of his hat to look at Karthryn in the eyes
Kathryn hunched her shoulders and leaned aginst the counter, bending over the counter in exhaustion. "I need some money so my dad'll get better... But this job sucks! Everyone treats me like dirt" Kathryn uttered. She turned around and finds a stool and drags it to teh counter and sits down. "My legs hurt..."
" well maybe i cna help " he gets up and hops over hte counter landing besid her " i know im only 18 but i used to do thius when i was about..oh say...8 years old...id work with my brother...he showed me some neat stuff and he actualyl made it fun...matter a fact we worked behind this very counter...then when i was 14 this gang of theives came in and killed everyone and stole everything....they didnt find me..i hid be hind that cubord " he points to the one right behind Kathryn " it was a very sad day..form then on i was alone..my dad died of a heart attack and my mom left me and my sister was killed in that raid also...." then Outlaw hears a voice calling out asking for a beer " ok hold on !! " then Outlaw take a glass and toss it in the air catchign it behind his back and pouring the beer into the glass thenhe spins around and puts the glass on the counter and slides it down
Kathryn blinks in awe at the talent and dexterity of Outlaw. "Holy Crap, how did you do that?" Kathryn said. She was always afraid of flying objects since her mother got a bottled thrown at her head when she was in the bar. It pierced right into her brain and Kathryn was only 6 years old when this happened. But right now, she had no fear of them the way outlaw used the glass, like a tool not a weapon.

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:57 pm


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CaptinHazmat
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CaptinHazmat
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CaptinHazmat
" aww same old stool " he takes a sip " and same bear " this is Cliff but he goes by the name Outlaw...he has a old worn out cowboyhat that was pasted down to him form generations. He has chainmill boots and gloves with leather leggins. He doesnt have a shirt on but at his side is a merical blade...a long, sleek, thi9n blad thats dull on the flat side but shar on the edge...sharp enough to slice through bricks. He has a beer in on hand at the moment and a cig in the other with the rim of his hat covering his eyes as he sits at the table leaning back in the cair so its only on 2 legs with his feet on the table his left crossed over his right
Kathryn bustled around the place, shuffling through crowds and serving the beers that customers guzzle down. This was her life as a barmaid and being 16 she had to get some source of income, especially with her dad on his deathbed and her mum dying several years ago. Kathryn stood behind he counter washing a glass with a torn filthy rag, her eyes glazed and bored.
Sitting at the bar stool Outlaw says " Kathryn can i have another beer? " he plops up putting the beer on the table and lighting his cig taking his feet off the table
"Yes Sir" Kathryn mumbled, obeying the order, she filled the glass which the rich frothy alcohol and slammed in on the table making a fair bit of froth overflow.
"whoa take it easy ill get it my self nest time " he takes a sip " so whats a fine lady like you working at a place like this? " he says raising the rim of his hat to look at Karthryn in the eyes
Kathryn hunched her shoulders and leaned aginst the counter, bending over the counter in exhaustion. "I need some money so my dad'll get better... But this job sucks! Everyone treats me like dirt" Kathryn uttered. She turned around and finds a stool and drags it to teh counter and sits down. "My legs hurt..."
" well maybe i cna help " he gets up and hops over hte counter landing besid her " i know im only 18 but i used to do thius when i was about..oh say...8 years old...id work with my brother...he showed me some neat stuff and he actualyl made it fun...matter a fact we worked behind this very counter...then when i was 14 this gang of theives came in and killed everyone and stole everything....they didnt find me..i hid be hind that cubord " he points to the one right behind Kathryn " it was a very sad day..form then on i was alone..my dad died of a heart attack and my mom left me and my sister was killed in that raid also...." then Outlaw hears a voice calling out asking for a beer " ok hold on !! " then Outlaw take a glass and toss it in the air catchign it behind his back and pouring the beer into the glass thenhe spins around and puts the glass on the counter and slides it down
Kathryn blinks in awe at the talent and dexterity of Outlaw. "Holy Crap, how did you do that?" Kathryn said. She was always afraid of flying objects since her mother got a bottled thrown at her head when she was in the bar. It pierced right into her brain and Kathryn was only 6 years old when this happened. But right now, she had no fear of them the way outlaw used the glass, like a tool not a weapon.
" i told you my brother taught me some kool stuff oh this i learned frome my sister..its how she got her buisness goin " he open a cuberd of glasses and hits it so the glass fall on the side the opening faceing outwards as they line up on his arm and he rolls them from his right arm to his left having them fill up with beer on the way " see not that hard " he says with a smile as he slide the glasses down to the 5 costimers
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