Jul 12 2014, 9pm


tritus-militus:

a-grimm-future:

tritus-militus:

a-grimm-future:

tritus-militus:

I had this odd dream where I was a…turtle?

"And let me guess, I was a hyena or something crazy like that. You Spartans got some messed up heads."

"You were a hyena that got killed by your uncle."

"Godamnit 129." Cortes let’s out a tired groan. "Sorry. Let’s just leave uncles out of this."

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Cortes just stares at Aideen. “I uh… let’s just forget all this.” -Mental note, Cortes, don’t ask Spartans about dreams-


Jul 12 2014, 9pm


tritus-militus:

a-grimm-future:

tritus-militus:

I had this odd dream where I was a…turtle?

"And let me guess, I was a hyena or something crazy like that. You Spartans got some messed up heads."

"You were a hyena that got killed by your uncle."

"Godamnit 129." Cortes let’s out a tired groan. "Sorry. Let’s just leave uncles out of this."


Jul 12 2014, 9pm


tritus-militus:

I had this odd dream where I was a…turtle?

"And let me guess, I was a hyena or something crazy like that. You Spartans got some messed up heads."


Jul 12 2014, 9pm


tritus-militus:

ftl-taggart:

"What the hell just happened?"

"And what about this rumor I heard about Six and drinking Piss?"

I remember an exploding sheep sir, several of them.”

"There were Kig-Yar pirates, and no concept of species-incompatibility."


Jul 6 2014, 10pm


How much will one million dollars actually buy?


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Jun 28 2014, 10pm


This is my bye beddy bye bye time.


Jun 23 2014, 6pm



a-grimm-future
What is the thing with wings coming out of its back and should we be worshiping it to save our sorry hides right now?


rephlanca:

THIS IS NOT A THING, I AM INSULTED.

Ha ha. It seems you’ve fallen for my TRAP * . I EXPECTED YOU TO THROW ME IN THE DUNGEON! What was your mistake, you ask? YOUR MISTAKE WAS THAT I AM A SELF-PROFESSED MASTER OF D&D! I MAY NOT REALLY KNOW WHAT I’M DOING, BUT I’LL SURE TRY TO TALK YOU INTO THINKING I DO! Ha! ** Anyway, what is she? ***


Jun 1 2014, 4pm



a-grimm-future
*Pumps a fist in the air* THAT'S OUR CAPTAIN RYNER. *Runs on over to the side of the ship.* Not missing this for anything. (Prepares to feel dissappointed.)


rephlanca:

He walks to the helm and stares at the wooden contraption that’s supposed to be a wheel of sorts. But too ornate for that, i’nnit?

"…. You… do know… I have no clue as to how to drive a ship, right?”

"Eh… I don’t think… WAIT WHAT" *CLUTCHES HEAD IN FRUSTRATION WHILE REARING UP TO GLARE AT THE PRISTINE BLUE SKY* *STAMPS OFF TO THE WHEEL MUTTERING SOMETHING ABOUT AN IDIOT KING WHO PUTS IDIOT CAPTAINS ON BOARD.* “Sorry, I got excited. You do your thing, I’ll do my thing and by the crown of Roland I’m going to feed you to those barbaric raiders if you don’t get rid of them fast.” *Dead face gradually transitions into a dead /serious/ face* [I dunno. I’m apparently a bloke who can steer a ship but can’t stay on track even when faced with really bad situations. Let’s call him Oliver. He’s a 19 year old officer in Roland’s tiny navy, knows the seas around his home country like the back of his hand from a child-hood fishing up and down the coasts with his father, brothers and sisters, and uncle. He was discovered by one of Sion’s talent spotters, if they exist, and was enlisted for the new naval program the King was planning on starting. He hasn’t seen magic often, and thinks the fact that Reiner can use it is the bees knees, even if he doesn’t know Reiner. In combat, he keeps a level, if easily distracted head, but won’t last very long in anything more dangerous than a fist fight on land. At sea however, he’s pretty competent when fighting on ship decks, being able to keep his balance much more easily than the average sailor, but still isn’t too competent if his enemies aren’t having problems keeping their balance. He has two younger sisters and a brother, but his brother didn’t want to leave their fishing town, and his sisters aren’t old enough to be recruited for the naval program, yet. His father and mother are proud of Oliver’s decision to join the military, even if they don’t see him often anymore. Off for dinner, bye.]


May 20 2014, 6am


Callypso Teaser


A day’s exploration reveals that you are, in fact, most likely alone on this island. No people, no animals, but something doesn’t seem quite right. And… you almost feel like you’ve done th*CoughThisShitWhoAmIKiddingRightCough*is before. There’s a lot to explore, many discoveries to make. If you can survive.
Welcome to Callypso.