ARMrage

Started by greasygemo, November 06, 2012, 11:23:48 PM

A dark-shelled scrab pinches at you, but you dodge out of the way.
A dark-shelled scrab brandishes its bone-handled, obsidian scimitar.
A dark-shelled scrab holds its bloodied wicked-edged, bone scimitar.

Quote from: valeria on November 08, 2012, 05:31:52 PM


.. +1

I quit making ragecomics now, this says it all.
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You take the last bite of your scooby snack.
This tastes like ordinary meat.
There is nothing left now.

November 08, 2012, 07:33:42 PM #27 Last Edit: November 08, 2012, 07:35:59 PM by Patuk
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You take the last bite of your scooby snack.
This tastes like ordinary meat.
There is nothing left now.

make one about the random half-elf hunting by himself, wanting interaction but being afraid of people

it will be hilarious I bet
Quote from: Adhira on January 01, 2014, 07:15:46 PM
I could give a shit about wholesome.

Quote from: evilcabbage on November 08, 2012, 08:38:51 PM
make one about the random half-elf hunting by himself, wanting interaction but being afraid of people

it will be hilarious I bet

Challenge accepted
I have learned that one can, in fact, typo to death.

Quote from: KismeticTuluk is not Inception, the text experience.

I have learned that one can, in fact, typo to death.

Quote from: KismeticTuluk is not Inception, the text experience.

"When I was a fighting man, the kettle-drums they beat;
The people scattered gold-dust before my horse's feet;
But now I am a great king, the people hound my track
With poison in my wine-cup, and daggers at my back."


Muahahahahahhaha, awesome.
I have learned that one can, in fact, typo to death.

Quote from: KismeticTuluk is not Inception, the text experience.

Now can we get one about a dwarf?
Quote from: Adhira on January 01, 2014, 07:15:46 PM
I could give a shit about wholesome.

It would be illegible.

I have learned that one can, in fact, typo to death.

Quote from: KismeticTuluk is not Inception, the text experience.

"When I was a fighting man, the kettle-drums they beat;
The people scattered gold-dust before my horse's feet;
But now I am a great king, the people hound my track
With poison in my wine-cup, and daggers at my back."


Quote from: LauraMars on December 15, 2016, 08:17:36 PMPaint on a mustache and be a dude for a day. Stuff some melons down my shirt, cinch up a corset and pass as a girl.

With appropriate roleplay of course.

Nyr, stop making fun of my characters... :'(

November 09, 2012, 12:39:52 PM #41 Last Edit: November 09, 2012, 12:41:58 PM by Patuk
With mercy on, too..

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You take the last bite of your scooby snack.
This tastes like ordinary meat.
There is nothing left now.

Tried to make one, spent an hour on it. Got it just right. Repeatedly wouldn't save. Saved with every item overlapping, if it saved at all. Still can't find it.

ARMrage rage.
Quote from: Wug
No one on staff is just waiting for the opportunity to get revenge on someone who killed one of their characters years ago.

Except me. I remember every death. And I am coming for you bastards.

Quote from: AmandaGreathouse on November 09, 2012, 02:16:54 PM
Tried to make one, spent an hour on it. Got it just right. Repeatedly wouldn't save. Saved with every item overlapping, if it saved at all. Still can't find it.

ARMrage rage.

I've had this problem a few times as well.. Your best bet to avoiding it is using http://ragemaker.net/, but if that doesn't cut it, well.. Rage legit :/
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You take the last bite of your scooby snack.
This tastes like ordinary meat.
There is nothing left now.

Sweet. Thanks for the tip on it. I'll have to try it out once I wake up since I plan on going to sleep in t minus about 20 minutes from now, max.
Quote from: Wug
No one on staff is just waiting for the opportunity to get revenge on someone who killed one of their characters years ago.

Except me. I remember every death. And I am coming for you bastards.


^ Poor Tuluki nobles.

^^ Hahah, the story of the poor Tuluki male Chosens for the last 3+ years.
"When I was a fighting man, the kettle-drums they beat;
The people scattered gold-dust before my horse's feet;
But now I am a great king, the people hound my track
With poison in my wine-cup, and daggers at my back."


Desertman took the cake with his assassin one LOL
Quote from: Adhira on January 01, 2014, 07:15:46 PM
I could give a shit about wholesome.