Lets make it short

I am pissed off with those looooooooooooooooooooooooooong roleplying posts.So I wanna try out if anyone is able to play with short posts.

 

The Begining

I stepped through the gates of Qintarra.My dwarfish body was quivering.Grrrrr those stupid elven morons!How I would like to place a ton of dynamite and blow the whole damn fucking city to the moon!Hm I might just do that }>

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Duh...

So are here some real RPGamers or cant you write short posts?


Damnit I feel like talking to myself

 

"I'm gonna dance on your grave"
said the Necromancer to the Paladin.
That is short, but really I don't see the punch line or anything like that.

 

"I will make you dance upon your own grave!" shouted the Dark Necromancer to the Paladin.

That's short and it kinda has a punch line if you think about it.

 

yeah, but I noticed the guys above sig: aaah freah meat, it's from fallout (an enemy battle taunt) so I used my all time favourite I'm gonna dance on your grave. I just freaks me out whenever I say it in my mind

 

Fallout really took this phrase from Diablo1
The first tough boss called the Buthcher said "Ahhhh...fresh meat" when you opened doors to his chambers.
Also I think it's not a combat taunt but a slaver in Den says that the first time you enter their guild.

P.S.Weeeeell I didn't expect SUCH short posts
of course I am the guilty here.I expected something like two times longer then my second post.

 

Yaayyyyyy

I am an aprentice! Of course its not much but better than untrained.

 

Lets get on with the story

Hm......My brain was working intensivily."here could I get tons of dynamite?I guess wheel clan would be my bet.But damnit first I need to find my stupid brother!He's a psycho!What dwarf could possibly become a mage?!"
I went up to the elf guards and asked: "May I go in?"
The guards started to laugh histerically.
I started lying about how dwarfs are going to hunt the elves in the forest and that I can help and such nonsense..
And I got trough!
Oh this ugly city!I am gonna puke.

I guess it was a bit long but no fucking boring (thats what they usually are) history at least.

 

Not in the story

But really I think it would be great if all roleplaying posts'd about this long.

_________________
Ahhhhh...fresh meat...

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Some more shit

When I said loooooooooong I meant posts as long as some of those in "who's who"?

 

Damnit I do so many mistakes!

Sorry for the spaming

 

random highway men or raiders or any human enemies say "I'm gonna dance on your grave"
and about diablo yes you are right, only I'm wrong and in fallout they just sau "fresh meat"

 

Lets continue with the roleplaying now, please.

 

Out of breath, I slowed as I approached the exit. The circle of light above promised fresh, cool air. I grasped the rust-flaked ladder and started to climb, telling Virgil "I'll be damn glad to get out of here. If I have to knock the head off another rat, I'm going to make you eat it, you whining ninny."

The silence registered when I was halfway up the ladder, and turning I started to apologise, "Look I didn't mean t-"

Virgil wasn't there.

Carefully re-tracing my steps, I found him facing a wall at a junction, pumping his legs and red in the face.

Sighing, I took him by the shoulder "I thought we'd been over this? All you have to do is tread where I tread ..."

 

I went through quintarra looking for my brother.And there he was reading a stupid mage book.
I stood by him and looked at him with pity
"Oh brother!"he said
"Shut up you moron!Our father is dying and I though maybe YOU the BIIIIIG magician might be able to do something."
"Alright we should hurry then."
"I am not going with you. I have some bussiness to atend to.But I'll come home as soon as I am finished with my bussinesses"
"Well see you later then brother"
He went away.
Hm off to the Wheel Clan I guess.
And off I went.

 

Why is it anti-elf?

 

It is called RPG or roleplaying . I made a character who hates elves and magics.

 

I don't tend to favor either race (myself being a human my opinion rarely matters anyway) but I always do enjoy a good Elven liqueur served after dinner. I find it more favorable than the standard mug of mead in the pub with my Dwarven associates, but that is just my taste.

Now, what were we talking about?

*Scratches head and wanders off*

 

Liqueurs? I prefer to lick my own!

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