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Thread: Attack of the Over Grown Personal Problems - Happy's Journal.

' Appearance Username MyHappyWorld Call me Happy for short Given Name Anna Call me Annabella and I'll pound you Age 21 Birthday 5th of August 1991 Height 175cm Weight Ha, fuck off. Marital Status Engaged Occupation Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. Abilities Can make stupid little songs about ANYTHING. Turn Ons Romance BDSM Having stupid fun Colourful things Cute things Cuddles Leather Latex Collars and chains High heels Beautiful women Handsome men Japanese Lolita Interior Design Shopping I'm a girly girl, whatcha expect? -Spits at a spittoon- Nights of doing nothing but playing games and eating pizza Turn Offs Assholes Drama Queens Boring people People who have bad grammar and spelling People who drink until they pass out, can't remember anything, but still claim to have had the best time of their life. People who chew loudly Skinny, bitchy women who think less of everyone. Fake tans People who have 'Swag' Rev heads Bullies Justin Beiber and One Direction, they just annoy me. Extreme feminists Hipsters 'Gangsta' wannabes Story toppers What's your Favourite?... Drink Coke a Cola, Coffee and Strawberry thick shakes. Food Sweet and Sour Pork with Singapore Noodles, Miso Soup, Laska, Sashimi, Sea food, Sweet things. I am allergic to mushrooms and peanuts. Piece of Clothing My N7 hoodie that my fiance bought me for my 21st. Person My fiance Band Nightwish, Placebo, Korn and Linkin Park Show Six Feet Under, Walking Dead, Breaking Bad, Friends, Bones, How I Met Your Mother, MASH, Community and Becker. Book Nineteen Eighty-Four, The Harry Potter series, Ender's Game, Dragon's Bane and most paper back romance novels. Movie Die Hard, Star Wars The original trilogy only, Sin City, The Avengers, Iron Man 1, 2 and 3, Captain America, Thor, Howl's Moving Castle. Game Mass Effect, Saints Row, Portal, Skyrim, Dragon Age, Fable, Tomb Raider, Halo.
Thread: Attack of the Over Grown Personal Problems - Happy's Journal.

As some of you may already know, I have been looking after a litter of six puppies for the past few days. They require round the clock care and it has resulted in a very bad mood. They're precious and I can't wait to see them grow up, but it's wearing a little thin. Anyway, here is the whole story My sister in law is married to this nice guy, they have two beautiful babies and live happily on the other side of town. However, the husband's mother is a cold hearted bitch, probably the worst woman you'd every meet. For example She gave them her old car as a gift, but four months later she asked for the money for it so she could buy a new car. No, she didn't want to borrow the money, she didn't want her old car back, she just wanted 4000 for her nice gesture. They ended up giving her 1500, but she still nags them constantly. Anyway. The mother decided she wanted a new dog and needed her son to look after her old dog while the new dog got settled. She told him that the old dog was pregnant and that they could sell the pups and keep the money for the trouble. However, that litter did not make it past the first day, so they wouldn't have any compensation for looking after her dog She won't give them money for food or vet visits, so yeah. This dog has now been staying with them for a year and just recently got knocked up again because the mother refuses to pay for it to be de-sexed and they can't afford to do it themselves. This time the dog had to undergo an operation to save the puppies which cost them a whopping 800. Ten puppies where saved, but two died that night and two died the next day, so now there are six in total. Again, these puppies need round the clock care and since they already had their twinlets to worry about my sister in law and her husband asked if I could help, so I did. The mother refused to pay the 800 for her dogs surgery and refuses to help look after it, so yeah, it's all a huge mess. The puppies are now in my care and they are doing super, growing big and strong. But they stink and cry all the time. -Twitch-
Thread: Attack of the Over Grown Personal Problems - Happy's Journal.

' Let's bust a few of the rumours about the mysterious mistress. When fed after midnight the untameable Happy can morph into a gigantic sponge like creature and obtains the ability to roast innocent civilians with her laser vision as she charges through the city. Happy rarely eats after midnight, it gives her indigestion, but when she does the most she'll turn into is a very pleasant bear. Happy enjoys the occasional midnight snack, like coffee and biscuits, some times yoghurt and fruit. However it doesn't happen often as she is usually in bed by 11 pm to keep to her crazy schedule.
Thread: Attack of the Over Grown Personal Problems - Happy's Journal.

' My ever growing list of things I'd like to do before I die. Travel to Ireland, England, Paris, Canada, most of Europe, America and New Zealand. Have a romantic kiss near the Eiffel Tower while it snows Cliche, I know. Live in a stone cottage in a sleepy little village in England, over looking the vast, green farm lands. Kiss more people w Have one of my artworks purchased. Go to Disneyland. Model for a professional photographer. Attend a Masquerade. Sing back up vocals for a recording artist. Participate in an orgy w Try the interesting foods at a Texas State Fair x Have something terribly, sweep me off my feet style romantic happen to me. Gain at least a degree in something. Learn how to ride a motorcycle and drive a car. Have an almost perfect and expensive w wedding and honey moon. Get down to a size 10. Find someone to love forever
Thread: The demon and her master (Saber/Purplerain)

Alexander was not quite sure of what he would be be finding in this old temple rumors that it had once been turned into a den of wickedness and cultists who sought to summon demons. Another of his order had cleared them out, cast them away or put them to the sword in order to deal with them permanently. A holy knight of some years, he had his blade sheathed, a plate covered hand running against the wall of the hallway he had found himself in. As far as he knew, there were still suppose to be items of power here, demonic artifacts that had been untouched and he was to reclaim them. With a torch in his other hand he continued on, the helmet he wore obscuring his face and partially obscuring it in shadow as he finally arrived at a relatively intact door, using his free hand to try and open it... Only to find it locked. A few sharp kicks from his boot later and the door was forcibly opened, the light now shining into the room. From the tomes, jewelry, and other intact fineries it seemed he had found what he was looking for. Now... Looking around, he set the torch in a brazier to keep the room illuminated and his hands free. The tomes were old, and while they had some information on the demonic they were hardly worth thumbing over most of it information he was already aware of. The jewelry could be confiscated and probably sole off elsewhere, cover some of the expenses it took to get here. However as his hand palmed what looked to be a silver orb, something happened as a bright flash of light escaped from it, as if resonating with a living person. Wha- He wasnt even able to finish it, the orb dropping as an unseen force knocked him back, smoke and light briefly filling the room!
Thread: The demon and her master (Saber/Purplerain)

Nyla had been locked in her orb going on three decades now. In hind sight she should have know not to play with a mage. She could still remember the smile on his face when he cast the spell. Over the many years she saw many things happen in the room she sat in. She was able to watch the mage die from old age. After his death she could feel the presence of people robbing the massive castle. Always to her dismay none came to her room. All she needed was the touch of someones hand and she would be free. Now it had been years since the last person entered. Not even able to feel the presence of others, she was beginning to feel lonely. She was also very depressed at the thought of never being free. As she was wallowing in self pity she suddenly felt the spark of life. It wasn't far from the building at all, they had to be coming here. She could feel with each step the person getting closer. Excitement sent waves of pleasure through her body. Soon the person was with in the walls and getting closer to her room. Nyla knew this was the day she would be free, it was only a matter of time before a hand touched the silver orb upon a shelf. By now the person was so close she could determine it was a male. This was even more exciting, she would have a playmate as soon as she was freed. She heard him attempt to open the door, with many years of not being used the hinges were rusted stuck. The man then began kicking at the door, she watched as the door shook from the force. The door finally opened and light spilled into the room, though it didn't illuminate his face. The man looked around and she could tell he was pleased with what was in the room. He could have it as long as he touched the orb. It didn't take long for her wish to be granted. Her shinny silver orb caught his attention, so naturally he reached to pick it up. As his fingers wrapped around the orb, a bright light made the dark room look as if it were day. It cracked as if it were glass, shattering as it unbound her to it. The orb suddenly dropped to the ground, pieces of it scattered on the floor. Nyla then stood in all her glory before her new Master, smiling she held her arms out to him. Master!
Thread: The demon and her master (Saber/Purplerain)

Alex went into a fit of coughing as the choking and obscuring smoke filled the room, a hand moving to quickly remove his helmet just to let in breathe better before he began to swipe at the smoke and try and clear it all away from his face. Damnit...a trap? he sputtereed out, his matted down blonde hair shaking a bit with every jolt of coughing. Before long though, most of the smoke had obscured which made seeing him easier as well. Alexander was a tall man, around six feet and some odd inches. And his skin seemed tan though not overly so. As he opened his eyes, they seemed a lovely shade of green, though a few tears welled in his eyes - a byproduct of being shut for too long. Seeing a figure, he began to rise quickly, a hand drawing out his blade as it rang against the scabbard for just a moment. He had no idea what was in store for him, but he was not going to be unprepared should it be violent. A few moments later however, more of the smoke cleared as he backed away, brushing against the table and stopping. Wh-what...? He sounded confused as his boot scraped against the floor, blade pointed at the woman infront of him. She was not human, and it was easy to tell she was something otherworldly. Having been set on edge, he just gave out a light growl, unsure of what had just happened. The rooms defender? Or something else? Who are you? What are you? Perhaps he already knew, but the confusion from the smoke and being knocked to the floor was still fresh, things clouding his mind as he tried to shake off the feeling. Being called Master did not help, just what was meant by that?
Thread: The demon and her master (Saber/Purplerain)

Nyla waited for a responce from her new toy, but instead he just coughed and choked on the smoke the orb created when it freed her. She became very concerned for him, when it lasted more then a few seconds. She dropped her hands as she waited for it all to clear. She straightened herself, wanting to look great for him. More so now that she could see him clearly and she liked what she saw. Her smile faltered a little when he drew his blade, 'surely he wouldn't kill me already would he' she thought to herself. She could tell when he got a better look of her. In an instant his face showed confusion. Nyla was wearing next to nothing. Her large DD breasts were only covered by small triangles attached to string. Her lower half was in the same state of course, but topped of with thigh high leather boots. Her eyes were a deep red, at times they almost seemed electric. Her hair was a strange hue of violet and it tumbled down to her thighs in soft waves. Nyla took a step closer when he back away against a table. I am Nyla, and you freed me from my prison, she lifted her arms slowly towards him once again. She tried to smile as sweetly as she possibly could. OOC Ok thats a bit better.
Thread: The demon and her master (Saber/Purplerain)

PurpleRain said Nyla waited for a responce from her new toy, but instead he just coughed and choked on the smoke the orb created when it freed her. She became very concerned for him, when it lasted more then a few seconds. She dropped her hands as she waited for it all to clear. She straightened herself, wanting to look great for him. More so now that she could see him clearly and she liked what she saw. Her smile faltered a little when he drew his blade, 'surely he wouldn't kill me already would he' she thought to herself. She could tell when he got a better look of her. In an instant his face showed confusion. Nyla was wearing next to nothing. Her large DD breasts were only covered by small triangles attached to string. Her lower half was in the same state of course, but topped of with thigh high leather boots. Her eyes were a deep red, at times they almost seemed electric. Her hair was a strange hue of violet and it tumbled down to her thighs in soft waves. Nyla took a step closer when he back away against a table. I am Nyla, and you freed me from my prison, she lifted her arms slowly towards him once again. She tried to smile as sweetly as she possibly could. OOC Ok thats a bit better. Click to expand... His blade was kept pointed at her until he saw her fully and he noticed she couldnt easily be a threat wearing barely anything, and then with no weaponry. The eyes and hair however caught his attention, and he seemed somewhat defensive still though he began to lower the blade, the tip soon pointing to the floor rather than at her chest. Freed you from a prison... His voice was soft as he recovered, though there was a firm and confident edge to it. It didnt take him long to put two and two together. The orb... You were trapped in the Orb. Youre a demon, arent you? Alexs voice was not accusatory but he seemed to have some edge to it as he straightened out, the red plate making a soft clinking sound as parts scraped against the table. Nyla. Normally it would be his duty to hunt demons down, slay her... But for now there seemed little reason to actively harm her. What are you, are you a demon? Keeping some distance from her, he blinked his eyes as he finally recovered and caught his second wind. Call me Alex, if you wish. He would begin to slowly sheath his blade, though he seemed unsure of why she was lifting her arms. Perhaps we do not need to fight, though it should be said my duty is ensuring your kind does no harm to innocents.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

I would soooo be up for the eeeevil campaign!
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

Evil would be best, any book restrictions? Or restrictions at all? Starting lvl, funds?
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

Book restrictions If you are looking into a book, ask first, because I have many many books, but I am missing most of the truly overpowered ones. You know there are many books, so putting a line is hard. It will be restricted to what I have in my possession. Basic Restrictions It has to make sense with the character's backstory, that is the main factor. I will throw yesno's out there as I see fit also. Starting Levels I would need to think about that, or more correctly remember it. Skyrim was level 10, Evil...I do not remember, I need to find my notes. Funds 100 gold for Skyrim, but I had alot of stipulations that added gear to players. Evil, I need to find my notes.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

So be interested in either story and would play sorcerer or fighter in either.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

I found some of my notes, but I apparently did not write down starting funds and starting level for the evil campaign. BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT, I found the old character sheets. They were level 7 on the sheet, but if I remember right, that was due to them leveling up at least once, so starting level for the evil campaign will be lv 6. As for funds...I would say between 50 and 100 gold, I would need to think about it.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

Really small starting funds. Is there a reason for that?
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

It was to represent that the characters have just now actually started their adventuring lives, and such have not had the chance to secure the ungodly fortune that most adventures have at the end. Plus it adds a new level of difficulty to actually have players have to manage what they can get. Want that fancy plate armor? Well, I hope you like your main weapon being a dagger! It makes the players think about their build and how to orient them. And to give myself some credit, I normally throw in easy money operations every now and then. Plus, its Dungeons and Dragons, you loot everything you kill.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

True makes it more interesting. I do have a made sorcerer in mind for the evil campaign and a fighter for the skyrim campaign but will wait to see what is decided before making the character sheets
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

You know doing that heavily favours the spellcasters over any one that's built around melee?
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

I dislike their way of doing gold, sorry. At sixth level, having the potential to have 2-3 magical items is a bit much. I would allow maybe a magic item at creation, which in itself would probably cost a chunk of change. Plus, in every DD campaign I have ever been in, not a single player had more then 3k gold, and we were rocking level 15 and such. I want realistic over fantasy when it comes to money. If it really is that much of an issue, I would kick starting to 100 gold, and the magical item. And on magic, I have systems I can pull out to limit the magically effectiveness of spells. It's a lot easier to control spellcasters than what most people complain about.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

It's not so much the magical items, it's more the cost of armour and weapons for the fighter compared to the spellcaster just burning some spells. I don't care so much since this is a more free form version so balance issues aren't as important. Do you have a setting in mind for the evil campaign? An evil version of Fantasy Venice would be interesting.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

Im up for this and would like to play a bard.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

Actually I do. I will need to fiddle with it some to fit, but, essentially it is a large island. Think of the size of Australia, however it stretches in climate from tropical, to arid, to temperate. I lost the map I looked for 10 mins to see if I could upload it...., so I would need to re-draw it or something. The island was just one part, and there were other continents, but my group never made it that far due to school getting in the way of the campaign. I would need to remake the settings, though thankfully I found all the major cities list and what was inside each of them. I also wrote out demographics for added depth. Spellcasters will need the items to cast spells, that is a rule I will be enforcing, so no free-be fireballs...
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

So sorcerers will also have to prepaid spells as well?
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

Hmm, interesting. Well I'll look to see what you have for a setting before I make my final decision on whether or not to join.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

If a spell requires a physical component, yes.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

Hmmm that might change what class I might be when we deside the story line.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

Also, to give the island more perspective, it took close to a month to travel from one end the other, if it was level. There were mountains, hills, deserts, forests, marshes, pretty much anything. I have 3 major cities in my notes, each will detailed leaders and radically different architecture, and different shopspoints of interestetc in each. Each catered to a different feeling of evil, or just life in general. There were more than 3 I remember that, but I need to remake those as well. Tomorrow I will write up all the other cities, and perhaps make a map if I have the time in my classes.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

I wanna join... but I've never played DD .-.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

Sweet. Also what about stats point by system?
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

I think I will do that by judging if your character has the skills skill monkey''s OP and by how difficult the task is. Refer to Skyrim on this basic, if you are trying to unlock a dresser, probably average, unlock a bank, hard as heck, unlock a peasant's door, more likely easy. Factors such as current situation, attention and focus to the task, and if it is rushed or not will also dictate what happens. Plus a little plot drama or twist is always keeps it fresh.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

I think they were more interested in stat generation, 3d6 straight down, 4d6 drop low arrange to taste, point buy.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

Ooooooh, those stats. I will make a character sheet tomorrow as well. As for creating the stats though, be honest guys, we all know we have bad luck on some rolls. I have always used the 4d6, drop lowest. If it is a tie for lowest, drop one of them. If a stat is like a 6 or below though, I will allow a reroll, but be honest guys. Low scores are meant to add flavor to a character, and to have them act different from the other characters. So what if your character is a klutz? It adds so many interesting possibilities in combat or when they are tasked to do something important!
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons!

that would make it hilarious
Thread: Hunting Grounds (Vash x HaloandHorns)

The wheel of fate will start spinning again at even the slightest disturbance. It had been awhile since Kitrina had stepped foot in Gotham City. Her Catgirl persona, temporary alliance with Selina Kyle and Dick Grayson, almost all but forgotten. She couldn't help but wonder it it hadn't been for her cousin Lucia's death, would she ever have returned? Despite her best efforts, the woman still kept getting pulled back in to her family's dealings with the underworld. Still, the city, despite its dangers, had a heavy lure to it. With most of her family dead, or rotting in a jail cell, Kitrina was one of the few members of the FalconeViti family who had any direct claim to the combined families' fortune. Originally, she had only intended to stay here for a month. Things seemed to change as her daughter grew to like these new surroundings. Still, making the place a permanent residence again was a tentative choice. Her daughter was already following precocious footsteps too similar to her own when she was her age. --- A trio of girls were loitering around the corner of the lockers, engaging in seemingly mindless banter boys, classes, clubs. That was until one of them perked up. Oh, did you hear about the new girl? The one that transferred from the boarding school? Calista, right? She's in a few of my classes. You know her last name is Falcone, don't you? Like, that Falcone? That mafia family? One of the other girls asked. Yeah, same one. I mean, she doesn't like to talk about her family at all, but I still think she is. What does it matter? Most of them were all killed off years ago. The others disappeared. The sound of a locker being slammed in fury echoed down the corridor. Across the hall was a young girl, probably sixteen or seventeen going on looks alone. She ran a hand through her short, heavily fringed raven hair. Her eyes were such a deep blue color, they almost blended with her pupils. It matters because no matter how long it has been, there is still a stigma attached to it. In their embarrassment, the girls slinked away. Calista sighed heavily, forehead hitting the locker door. As if a new school wasn't enough...