Topic: Loaded Dice #47: I Hate When He Does That
Subject: I love when
a dm rolls a d20 knowing nothings going to happen and says "interesting." Makes me laugh every time.
Posted on 2010-05-24 at 20:29:33.
Edited on 2010-05-24 at 20:29:57 by Ion Kired
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Topic: New Spores of Itanlok Q/A ~ 1
Subject: Marching order
Ok I say to maximize potential damage we put all available weaponry up front. Gyviar's equipment is mostly melee with the exception of his darts, and me and Niaou'li both have crossbows so don't need to be in reaching distance. I'm assuming Thagovan won't settle for anything less than leading anyhow.
Posted on 2010-05-24 at 02:40:56.
Edited on 2010-05-24 at 02:41:59 by Ion Kired
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Topic: New Spores of Itanlok ~ 1 ~ A Short Adventure in Audalis
Subject: I posted first I win
“Arduin. I’m glad you’re joining the search. This is good news. And if your spell will not take a lot of time, then I’ll receive it.” Thagovan replied to Arduin’s joining of the party. Seems he remembers me as well. Arduin thought thinking back on an adventure a few years back.
“It will take but a moment Thagovan.” Arduin said mentally reaching for the power of Audalis. “As the underworld heals itself so can its power heal.” He pulled the energy from the ground and channeled it into Thagovan watching as a few of the wounds mended themselves. He looks better but still not well. I have a stronger heal spell readied but it is best to save and conserve when he really needs it. “There it is done. Let us be on our way.” Thagovan nodded and called a final invite to join their group. Arduin sighed in disgust as the majority of Khords showed their fear. Though it is probably for the better. Better to have a few strong than many weak.
Arduin followed closely behind Thagovan watching the ground around him. He wasn’t watching for signs of passage as Thagovan obviously knew where he was going as evidenced by his condition. Instead he was watching for a lack of passage, where there may have been a possible ambush awaiting the party dashing through the forest of fungi. Arduin moved easily in this forest hardly noticing the smell of damp earth and mold. He did however notice the change from mostly harmless mushrooms to more poisonous immediately. It’s no wonder we never saw this attack coming. No Khord would willingly venture this far. Perhaps we should better patrol even the wild lands in our realm. It is strange to me to hear of Ankhegs working together in an organized fashion. It‘s almost as if they‘re functioning as an army. I wonder if we‘re dealing with a new breed or if they‘re being magically controlled.
A sound from the distance jolted Arduin out of his reverie.
“Seems we're close.” Arduin growled. He pulled his waraxe from his belt. Not that I’ll be using this baby if the enemy is as dangerous as I’ve heard. Thagovan picked up his pace and so did Arduin. Arduin was pleased that while they were marching at a brisk pace the group was staying together and not chasing after the sound.
“Hey, let go of me. You beast, let me go!” The cry of a fellow Khord in danger enraged Arduin. He picked up his pacing nearly passing Thagovan when he remembered his discipline and slowed back to just behind. The party cleared a particularly large mushroom when they spotted a cave and the Khord they heard yelling being pulled down into it.
“We go after him.” Thagovan stated.
“Aye.”Arduin agreed. “But we do it smartly. Their’s only room for two abreast. Those without ranged offensive capability go first. That’d be you Thagovan and…” Arduin looked over the other two who had joined this trek. “You.” He pointed to Gyviar. Slipping his waraxe back into its sheathe he unslung his crossbow and loaded it. “Me and the pretty lass here will follow. I promise not to shoot either of you. Just note all of you if things get hazy and I ask for room it’s best ya give it to me.”
Posted on 2010-05-24 at 02:37:13.
Edited on 2010-05-24 at 02:49:57 by Ion Kired
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Topic: Who Owns Rusty Dull Swords? (W.O.R.D.S.)
Subject: Youths
Young
overfed
underlings
taking
hot
sausages
Posted on 2010-05-24 at 01:24:01.
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: doopydoo
or
Posted on 2010-05-24 at 01:23:06.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: bullywog
witty witless competition
Posted on 2010-05-24 at 01:22:35.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: ^ uhmmm hehe
dirty
Posted on 2010-05-24 at 01:21:29.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: So an interesting observation
Why is it that we all made emotionally damaged jerks in this game?
Posted on 2010-05-23 at 19:58:27.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring
Subject: Listen next time yeah?
Ion listened to Darkon’s rebuttal with a smirk. Obviously redundant questions are lost on him. As are notes.
“Exactly.” Ion says as Darkon proves his point on whether the team loses his skills. “The team doesn’t lose your skills, so why are they important in placing you as leader or not? They aren’t. As to Zeph’s partnership. He didn’t work to prevent the ganging up on Sintan nor did he work to prevent the damage. She was hurt before Zeph was even out of the bushes. I’m not saying that’s Zeph’s fault entirely but a team or partnership moves as one.” Ion leaned against the tree.
“They’re just notes." Ion sighed. "If taken serious they can help, if pushed to the side they can’t. How do you plan on becoming the ‘super number one team” Ion’s fingers made little quote signs in the air. “If you make excuses as to why you aren’t. I’m not saying you can’t or don’t know how to be a leader or that you can’t or don’t know how to work as an excellent team. I’m saying that while yes you’ve made leaps and bounds of progress you’re not doing it yet. None of you in the argument brought up my points on leadership, yet all of you brought up points as to why one or all of you are unqualified." Ion looked at each first year. "Most made with prejudiced prejudgments."
"Truth is there’s always reasons why we’re unqualified or aren’t the best but they don’t matter. What matters is the reason we are qualified. And no I can’t leave you alone. I’m now assigned to your ‘team’ as the third year advisor, especially since I’m the only one now that Steelight is gone. I will be a part of the drills now, and no not as leader just as adviser and fellow combatant. My strengths currently are a little, mostly, non combat magic and my double blade here. I hope to learn a little more combat magic so I can be of more use."
Ion looked at Darkon and shrugged off the tree. "Again their notes take them or leave them, and if you leave them don’t tell me where to shove them, and if you take them just show me them in use.” Ion turned in the direction of town. “And I didn’t say remain hidden longer I said if Kiirin is shooting arrows at some point if they’re still alive someone will notice him and its his problem alone if he is alone; but if he is near you guys you can help him sooner. In fact the attack may have gone smoother, not saying it didn’t go well you did win didn’t you? But it may have gone smoother if Zeph had told you guys the plan and you had moved when Zeph did. A summoned wolf with celestial badger back up would have killed twice as many and spooked twice as fast. Now if you’re willing to come to the Red Dragon Inn instead of going back to the school I’ll buy dinner.”
Posted on 2010-05-23 at 19:24:07.
Edited on 2010-05-23 at 19:44:25 by Ion Kired
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Topic: Who Owns Rusty Dull Swords? (W.O.R.D.S.)
Subject: elegies
elegant
laughing
elephants
going
in
exciting
spaceships
Posted on 2010-05-23 at 03:58:08.
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: soon we'll have to repeal the adding letters rule again
oh
Posted on 2010-05-23 at 03:56:05.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: bullywog
floozy
Posted on 2010-05-23 at 03:55:21.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Much as described
It's an item from our world. A real honest to god wal-mart sells them item. And as described it's a six foot diameter pillowy blob of comfort. Do you read Crtl Alt Del? a FUF is like a Sumo Gigantor. Ion brought it from home.
Posted on 2010-05-22 at 20:15:25.
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: At some point though someone shot him with a
bow
Posted on 2010-05-22 at 16:54:38.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Duly noted
And fixed.
Posted on 2010-05-22 at 16:53:09.
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: Yeah and it caused him to get a
tow
Posted on 2010-05-22 at 06:02:02.
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Topic: New Spores of Itanlok ~ 1 ~ A Short Adventure in Audalis
Subject: New guy on the team
Arduin sat back enjoying his tankard of Dark Bellyfold as he surveyed his home. Arduin didn’t live in a constructed house as most Khords did; instead he occupied a natural cave. He built a single wall and a door at the entrance of the cave to designate that the cave did indeed belong to someone as a residency but beyond that he hadn’t done any renovating. Instead he’d worked on making his home as natural as was possible. He’d nurtured and grown a line of glowing moss that ran along the bottom of his walls as a trim and had grown other mosses and fungi on the walls and floor as decoration and furniture. The only thing that wasn’t natural was his cask of Dark Bellyfold he bought from the Spores of Itanlok about once a month. Well the cask and his adventurer’s pack. Arduin was a special member of the army. Do to his peculiar talents Arduin was always being called on missions that the average soldier was incapable of doing. Usually scouting or rescue missions. In fact he’d just finished such a mission and was resigned to taking the next week off. Another peculiarity separating Arduin from other Khords was he didn’t mind a day off now and again. He spent those days working on his grove which is what he planned on doing right after his ale.
Plans change rather suddenly however when one hears pounding at their front door. Especially if it’s urgent pounding like Arduin was currently hearing from his own door. With a sigh Arduin rose and answered he door.
“The Children have gone missing!” A young Khord blurted out as the door opened up. “They’re in grave danger!”
“Whoa young fellow.” Arduin said placing a hand on the dwarf’s shoulder. “Slow down nothing is done right if it you only have a part of the story. Come in, take a drink and tell me your message properly.” Arduin led the youth in and refilled his tankard. “Now drink and tell me what’s going on.” The youth gulped down the ale and after a breath began relaying his message. Arduin’s face darkened with every word. By Kith-Jora who would attack children?
“I see.” Arduin said as he picked up his adventuring gear. “Thank you for bringing me this news. Have another tankard and then get yourself home. I will bring back the children.” Arduin left the youth in his living room and marched towards the Inn. He rarely ran even in an emergency like this one. Rushing through anything caused mistakes and in Arduin’s line of work mistakes cost more lives. Despite not running Arduin’s pace brought him to the inn within the hour.
The scene hat greeted him was one Arduin might have suspected. Much like when there’s a fire everyone was milling around in their grief and worry not sure about what their role should be. As he arrived there seemed to be a group of Khords with a few scrapes and bruises leaving the druid’s grove. They appear to have returned empty handed. Not a good sign. Arduin’s first mode of business would be to question the spectators and discover what he could about the situation then he would speak with the adventuring unit. He gathered what rumors he could trying to piece them together and even listened in as a cleric questioned the victims. At least we’ve gotten some back alive. Though the tale the tell is a disturbing one. He was about to speak to the cleric when a commotion caught his attention out side. Returning from the grove was Thagovan with a child in his arms. It seems Thagovan truly deserves his reputation. Arduin made his way to Thagovan’s side taking the child and passing it to one of the anxious womenfolk.
“I need some real warriors.” Arduin heard Thagovan say under his breath. “We need to go back and slay those beasts. I need some people who know how to wield a sword. I lost ten men out there because they had never seen battle before! If there is nobody, I’ll go back by myself.”
“I agree Thagovan.” Arduin replied somberly. “My blade is with you.” As Arduin made his reply two more came forward and pledged their aid. “She has a point Thagovan. You’re fairly injured though I have a spell to help.”
(OOC If Thagovan insists on going into the forest again Arduin will cast cure light wounds on him.)
Posted on 2010-05-22 at 06:01:10.
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: drinking a
lot
Posted on 2010-05-22 at 03:38:14.
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Topic: The Skill Check Game
Subject: Success
You manage to walk on the sidewalk! Congrats oh wait never mind sorry about that. Here let me help you up. (it was a six not a nine )
I roll a handle animal check while loving on my 
Posted on 2010-05-21 at 19:25:20.
Edited on 2010-05-22 at 03:39:15 by Ion Kired
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: He's a little
tot
Posted on 2010-05-21 at 19:22:02.
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: bullywug
doo
Posted on 2010-05-21 at 16:40:53.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: I have returned as well
I'm back and I tweeked a few things so that I could make the catch up easier and more believable. Sorry about this one I wrote it between 2 and 430 in the morning.
Posted on 2010-05-21 at 08:28:40.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring
Subject: Another catch up novel from the master.
Ion left his dorm looking as rested as any of his fellows which admittedly wasn’t all that rested. He showered , brushed his teeth and combed his hair. He didn’t eat breakfast. For some reason after the age of twelve Ion’s stomach hadn’t handled breakfast well. Especially when it was gruel. He’d come to a conclusion about his role in any party that might take form at the school over the course of the night. He would work best in the same position he used in adventuring parties. Backline support. Unless the battle really needed him to be more front line. However if the challenges continued anything like yesterday’s Ion knew he would have to study his magic better. It was one thing passing himself off as a first level mage, but an entirely different prospect facing those odds as another mage. It was a role Ion knew well and had some in field practice with. It also fit in with most parties whether they have progressive teamwork or not. With the right thought put into it a party mage was also flexible enough to change the flow of the battle. One person may not have been able to stand against four bugbears but maybe two or three working together could form a better line of defense. Besides we seem to have two melee fighters already assuming we remain in the same party so back line crowd control is needed more. Ion sat in his seat ready to listen to Alacrity’s lecture on magical items rerunning the previous evening’s combat in his head. Professor Tann was right it had been a disaster. Ion barely knew the name of his compatriots let alone if the could handle themselves on a battlefield. His and Steel’s actions might have been the right ones in a third year party but both were elected as first year mentors. A failed exercise indeed. It was toward the end of the class when the sound of imp voices crying for Harmonized socks made its way into the classroom.
“Looks like we have another Imp revolt.” Alacrity said with amusement. “Go see if you can help resolve the situation.” The class rose and headed out in an orderly single file line. Ah the order of third year students.
"Ion, you know about the systems here right? Good" Ion hears his name called from O’Leary’s first year classroom.
“I well…” Ion trailed. How’d he know I was nearby? Ion didn’t have time to ponder the situation as Steelight came flying down the hall toward the revolt. “A little anxious yes?” Ion murmurs to himself as he hurries to catch up remembering the choas Steelight happily caused at the last revolt. Those imps cost quite a bit but he doesn’t seem to notice that. Especially when they're hurt and whining about it. Ion was perfectly prepared to fight after all Steelight was his compatriot and if one couldn't stand by their compatriot in fight, right or wrong, then how could they be counted on in an actual emergency. Doesn’t change the fact that damaging them doesn’t fix the machines any faster. Steelight reached the Armoury with a speed and ease Ion was usually jealous of. In fact Ion may have been jealous at this moment except he was preoccupied with dodging the giant dodecahedron coming his way. Must have rolled a 2 on my reflex save, that or the die rolled a 15. Ion thought as the die mushed his arm. Ooh make that a 20 and a call to the nurse He started to get back up when Steelight attacked the goblin See barely know their names I can’t remember this one’s. He watched with a little bemusement as the first years rose to the challenge against Steelight. Well they’ve got companionship and loyalty I’ll give them that. Ion started as the fight began to exhilarate. Not good back to that permanent residency on one of the outer planes coming up. He was fully on his feet by the time Professor O’Leary stepped in. Oooh Kitchen duty and ran over by a giant D20. Not my day
Ion commenced Kitchen Duty painfully since his arm was still sore. He wasn’t happy about the news, which like this kind of news traveled as if it came through the walls, about Steelight leaving. Throughout his first two years Steelight had been a strong companion that had helped him out of many challenges, even if sometimes he had exasperated the challenge with his fierce temper. It was a dangerous temper to be sure and it had caused Steelight a lot of grief over those two years. Caused me a little grief too, but it’s been fun. While remaining silent and sulking over how crappy this day was shaping up to, I need an ice cream Ion also listened to the first years arguing over leadership. The Elf has a point, and the goblin isn’t listening. However the Elf is wrong about what qualifies him as leader or in this case doesn’t. Truth is none of them are really leadership material so far, and I can’t even nominate myself. I did my stint as party leader last year. Someone else’s turn. Ion turned back to the floor he was scrubbing. We’ll see what tomorrow brings.
After a few hours of scrubbing pots and listening to the first years argue about who should lead and who shouldn’t and why Ion needed a drink. He slipped off campus rather easily. Almost too easily as if he wasn’t supposed to be on campus. He made his way to the Red Dragon Inn where he drank a glass or three for Steelight and himself and because Pit F( r)iend was drinking one. It wasn’t until he made it back to his room that he noticed the slip of paper tucked away in his jacket.
Dearest Ion, (the note read)
I’m concerned with the new students this year, and in truth your own performance. But we shall discuss your performance another time. Indeed I worry that they are too head strong and will not listen to themselves or reflect on they’re own performance. This as you know leads to death. I do not want you participating in tomorrow’s mission. Instead you will trail the party and take notes to be delivered after the mission.
Thank you,
The signature wasn’t something that Ion recognized. A new professor? I wonder
Ion sat back on his FUF. He closed his eyes as his memory sought out the last time Professor O’Leary had worried about his performance. It had been his first year and the mission had been led by an elf because the elf could track in the forest. The mission had resulted in the death of a classmate and the expulsion of the leader. Ion had learned that leading was not a trivial position that one was elected to or took. It was a position bestowed by peers. Earned by strong decisions and understanding. It wasn’t about if they could do something but instead about whether could see everything. The Elf would be in the party and so could use his skills in the parties favor. The same went for any of them. If only one of them would stand and show some intelligence and wisdom as well as making the correct calls. It was less a matter of telling people what to do but instead telling people what to be careful of. So Hotshot why don’t you tell the party that in your notes tomorrow? With that thought Ion lost the battle to drunken sleep.
The next morning Ion awoke just before the sun. (An amazing feat considering he only had two hours of sleep.) He snuck into the woods climbing into a hiding spot where he could observe the meeting and actions of his peers.
"Hey, that's mine!" (a series of yips and barks) "What are you doing with...!" (more yips) "Hey! Don't do....!" "HELP!!!"
It seems the games afoot Ion thinks as he watches the group begin to move. And it seems the elf refuses to give up that coveted leadership position.
Ion crept silently with practiced dancer’s steps behind he party taking care to remain five feet back so as not to be noticed taking notes. Waste of a mage hand spell. Glad to see over all the party accepted the leadership. Ion snuck around the party carefully climbing into a tree so he could better observe the inevitable conflict. Kobolds. Interesting, it’s unlikely the majority of these newbies know his race, but then again I only know them because of an entry in the monster manual.
As the battle erupted Ion was pleased to note that the party had retained the element of surprise, though he wasn’t so pleased to note that the same element seemed to influence a third of the party. Still not meshed. No surprise there. Nice use of the Summon Nature’s ally and nice use of the kill shot on the distracted kobold. Seems the party may well win this challenge. They’re moving more as a team. I guess that infighting did them some good. This fight went off well with each fighting to their strengths. No real leader and the teamwork seemed more a good use of opportunities but a good start none the less. Ion climbed down from his tree preparing to expose himself when the new combat instructor appears and introduces himself. Ion hangs back and listens to the instructor’s words nodding at points he also considered. As the instructor fades Ion enters the clearing.
“Well done guys.” Ion begins. “That was refreshing to watch. It seems this party isn’t out yet, however we do have some problems still. For one the question of leader and coordination. I listened to your petty arguments yesterday in the Kitchen and none of you really considered what makes a leader and what makes a party. Darkon if you’re not leader does the group lose your skill in tracking or your knowledge of the woods? Kiirnin if an archer is calling orders is he not giving away his position? If a mage is calling orders is he not wasting breathe hat would be better utilized in spells? Zeph as you and your wolf are a team why are you unharmed and she near death? Has she ever concocted a plan that you’ve followed over your own? A leader my friends is not about skills or strategies. A leader is about caring and responsibility. Which of you will order me on a suicide mission and carry the guilt of my death with you forever. Trust me when I tell you the ‘it was necessary’ is a sad excuse when told to ‘he was my friend.’ That is a part of being a leader. I’ll be honest Zeph came up with the better plan and led this battle. But do you know where Zeph failed to be the leader? He didn’t communicate his plan. He caught a third of the party off- guard. Darkon was leading when you set off but he dropped the ball when he were observing the situation. Whoever becomes leader of this group, and believe me someone will or the group will only win by luck, needs to understand that leading is not a job, it’s not a mantle, it’s not something you can be for one adventure to the next and then give it up and it’s not authority. It’s responsibility. The best leader outlines problems and gives potential solutions. The best party listens and nit picks the solutions until one that is satisfactory to all comes forth. Without the solutions and without listening we’re as much a hazard to ourselves as we are to our foes. There are no All-Stars in this team. We must move unified.” Ion stared at each person as he says this. Goddess knows that if they can’t get around they’re own superiority complex then one of them will end up like Ophilia. “Little nick picks though. Levanna using mage hand to move brush out of the lead guys way is at best a waste of mage hand but at worst revealing your position and his too soon. Nice use of the summons though I must admit Zeph’s usage was better. If he had communicated the plan then a simultaneous summon would have been far more effective. Nice covering of your teammates Kiirin. Despite what the instructor said without at least another minute or two and possibly better knowledge of the terrain chances of remaining hidden are few to none in a combat situation where you’re outnumbered. That means you should remain close to the party so you can’t be caught alone of course. Be mindful of your spell casting time Levanna in that fight the summon saved the merchant but perhaps a ray or orb would have yielded faster results.. Darkon you were late to the jamboree, enter the fight a little faster next time. That’s all my notes. Congrats on you’re first success. And coordinated practices are a great idea Darkon.”
Posted on 2010-05-21 at 08:27:14.
Edited on 2010-05-22 at 16:39:13 by Ion Kired
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Topic: Skari's Online Stories
Subject: why not
give us a trial run. We read a lot of stuff anyways and the forum and webwork are already done. We'll probably be some of your major readers as well. So my suggestion start it off here. My other suggestion don't limit yourself to words. Have you ever seen a webcomic limited to words? Most of the ones I read aren't even limited to panels. Use the space necessary to give us the info you want to give us. What I mean is if you were doing a webcomic you would use what's necessary to tell that weeks joke or set the next weeks scene. In web writing do the same thing; tell your joke or set your scene. If just under 3000 words to finish the chapter then your only pushing the story to try to hit the 5000 and that messes with natural pauses and cliff hangers. It could ruin the story so don't do it.
Posted on 2010-05-21 at 03:49:50.
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Topic: The Skill Check Game
Subject: Success
You manage to read the lips of a really cute girl on t.v. as she's randomly mouthing something and somehow it reads that she has had a seven year crush on YOU!
I make a ride check
Posted on 2010-05-21 at 03:29:15.
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