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  1. Ramjammer

    Multiple Settings Man Made Gods

    Run. Run. Find them. Find them. Prey is fast. Be faster. Prey is strong. Be stronger. Too strong, too fast. Too many. Flee? Flee! No, fight. Fight! You feel yourself falling again. Body torn, and life force spilled freely on the ground. You rise, only to be sent tumbling once more. You ebb and...
  2. Ramjammer

    Multiple Settings Man Made Gods

    "And so that covers the matter of your pension plans. I'd suggest leaving the contact information of your next of kin, so that it continues to pay out in the event of your-" Lorrete paused momentarily as she struggled to find the appropriate terminology. "Your unfortunate demise. I'd also like...
  3. Ramjammer

    Multiple Settings Man Made Gods

    "Ten Thousand Rolling Peaches.... Good Lord that is a mouthful." Lorette muttered. Peaches did obviously suit the little Daemon far better. She was willing to admit that he was a little cutie and smiled when Allister waggled his fingers hello at the little monkey as it peered at them from the...
  4. Ramjammer

    Multiple Settings Man Made Gods

    The snakes were always the dramatic ones. Lorette had learned that over the years. The more serpentine a Daemon was, the more they were prone to boasting. She found it endearing in some ways. To have lived so long should have rendered one arrogant in a manner that justified the dismissal of...
  5. Ramjammer

    Multiple Settings Man Made Gods

    @Wondertainment "Congratulations, you're getting promoted to behind the Wall." Words of congratulations, if not extended with a smile, would at least be said in a tone far less disdainful. Glenn Ealdorman was anything but. Glenn looked like the unfortunate crossbreed between one of those...
  6. Ramjammer

    Multiple Settings Man Made Gods

    They exuded the kind of nervousness and skepticism that wasn't unexpected for people in their position, but was certainly getting stale in Lorette's. She was in no position to blame them for it, however. They were all locked in a room with what looked to be an increasingly insane woman after...
  7. Ramjammer

    Multiple Settings  Man Made Gods

    "Anything yet?" The question drew a prolonged sigh and an eye roll from the woman sitting in front of the monitor. The man standing just at her shoulder frowned in response, clearly in no mood. "No, nothing. The same as yesterday, and the day before, and-" "Don't get smart." He cut her off...
  8. Ramjammer

    Fantasy The Roaring Sky

    The rules of Nature were myriad and diverse. Too many to count. Far too many to commit to mortal memory. But where the mind fell short in that regard, instinct made up for it. The rules of Nature need not be written in ink, they were written in the blood flowing through one's veins. Bone and...
  9. Ramjammer

    Fantasy The Roaring Sky

    "Ahh 's good. I should be right as rain by then." The Lizardman shot a wary glance at the overcast sky and flicked his tail thoughtfully. "Or maybe somethin' else that don't fall from the sky. Flowers? Rocks? Uh...Hm." Band'lur placed a clawed hand to his chin in a contemplative manner. "Right...
  10. Ramjammer

    Futuristic Within Tormented Space...(IC)

    The thing was unnervingly still. Lorette should have been used to such a thing. Bots were common enough that it was an accepted fact. They didn't waste time on unnecessary movements and words. There was efficiency in simplicity. But it was different being trapped in a cell with one clearly...
  11. Ramjammer

    Fantasy The Roaring Sky

    "I think I've done enough strollin' for one day Vivinne." The Lizardman said dourly from his spot in the back of the supply cart. It was not in Band'lur's nature to be so grumpy, and in honesty it wasn't her fault. But even he had limits, or more pressingly, his feet had limits. Their...
  12. Ramjammer

    Futuristic Within Tormented Space...(IC)

    A hiss, a clink, and suddenly she was free. Well, as free as a woman bound for prison could be, anyway. At the very least, she could breathe and move her hands. Lorette considered that a considerable upgrade, all things considered. She straightened her back and squared her shoulders, visibly...
  13. Ramjammer

    Futuristic Within Tormented Space...(IC)

    Lorette was suddenly, and loudly, reminded of why she hated dealing with Military types. And this was despite them being her best, and most frequent customers. For a breed that espoused efficiency, they spent a lot of time posturing and engaging in senseless pageantry. The chain of command was a...
  14. Ramjammer

    Fantasy The Roaring Sky

    Band'lur's head snaps towards Sennen and places a large hand to his chest in mock offense. "Banal?! My good sir, I would never. We're in public, and at the dinner table too!" The Lizardman lets out a wheezing laugh and slams his fist down on the table at his own, idiotic joke. Whether anyone...
  15. Ramjammer

    Futuristic Within Tormented Space...(IC)

    She'd expected no luxuries aboard the Travel Runner, naturally. It being a prison transport bound for a prison colony, and she being, well, a prisoner. The Detention Officers weren't going to lay out thousand thread count sheets and mix her a cosmopolitan, Lorette wasn't stupid. She was a...
  16. Ramjammer

    Fantasy The Roaring Sky

    Band'lur Wallbreaker Tagging: Literally everybody Nearly everyone he'd ever met was of the opinion that Band'lur should remain quiet. He was too loud, too crass, and a tad too foolish to be allowed to run his mouth as he pleased. This of course never stopped him. If left to their own devices...
  17. Ramjammer

    Fantasy The Roaring Sky

    Band'lur Wallbreaker Mentions: @AnonyMouse @Silver Wolf @what_if @Cauldhill He barely noticed the approaching footsteps in the midst of feasting. It was only when a plate slammed down heavily nearby did Band'lur cease his attempt to swallow an entire cheese wheel whole and flashed Cecie a...
  18. Ramjammer

    Fantasy The Roaring Sky

    "Alright. Gather 'round and listen you lil' shits." Anyone listening to Band'lur address the group of small dirty children in front of him, would assume that he didn't like them. His voice was coarse, and even when squatting near the ground, his hulking form towered over them. A scarred face...
  19. Ramjammer

    Fantasy King After King

    “Örn... our Kingdom... is to burn.” In that moment, that brief second where the young King's words hung in the air before fading away into the dark, Nemir was elsewhere. She stood once more under ashen skies, blood lapping at her ankles as innumerable bodies floated lazily past. Her hands...
  20. Ramjammer

    Fantasy Project Grozny: Prologue IC [DISCONTINUED]

    It was astonishingly easy to mistake composure for confidence. Sylvia in her dignified bearing possessed those qualities that would make her seem nigh untouchable. Stern, austere, and with the refined wit one would come to expect from a woman of her station. Outwardly, she seemed unflappable...
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