Jexdane
-
Posts
716 -
Joined
-
Last visited
Content Type
Profiles
Personas
Wiki
Rules
War
Systems
Safety
Player Conduct
Roleplay Leadership Guidelines
- Roleplay Leadership Guidelines
- Roleplay Leadership Guidelines Comments
- Roleplay Leadership Guidelines Reviews
Forums
Everything posted by Jexdane
-
Frowning, Cael watches the man walk away, mildly displease. "Now that just won't do..." He says, pinching the tip of his ear under the hood. "No..you have to stay here and talk to me." Looking to either side, confident that the coast is clear, Cael starts swaying back and forth. Timing it perfectly, he cuts the cord and lands directly in front of the annoying High Elf, bending his knee's as his feet hit the ground hard. Looking up, his hood flips off of his head and he smirks, pointed teeth glistening in the moonlight. "Come now..I don't bite."
-
Hearing a thump beneath him, Cael leans over the edge of the branch to watch Will walk away. Entertained by the notion that he had delayed Will from completing his goal, he chuckles, getting ready to jump down from the branch and re-enter the crowded marketplace. That is, he WAS ready to leave, until a curious looking High Elf decided to grace him with his presence by sitting underneath the tree. Sitting back down on the branch, Cael smirks as he pulls out a thin, four foot long cord, latching it to his boot using a hook on the back. Taking the opposite end of the cord, he places it against the branch and then proceeds to shove a needle through it, securing it tightly. Giving one last look to the ground, he casually steps off the branch, swinging downwards before coming to a violent stop, hanging upside-down directly in front of Orym. "Hello there little High Elf", he says, gently swaying back and forth. "What brings a stick-in-the-mud like you so far away from home?"
-
Journal Update, Day 5: "Having my locker next to five girls at school has been...odd, actually. My presence does not seem to disturb their natural habitat, and they are quite comfortable speaking about private things over my shoulder. I wonder if they know that I know that they have a slumber party tonight..."
-
Content with the chaos that he has caused, Cael leans back against the trunk of the tree, listening to the wails of Will beneath him, wondering if anybody will be bright enough to figure out that the invisible attacker is hiding right above the unfortunate hangman.
-
Grinning as he watches the dark elf fumble and cover her chest, Cael notices Will, of all people, walking into the market. Standing up on he branch, he pulls his bow off of his back and gets a hook-tipped arrow ready, attached to a long rope that he tied to the upper branches previously. "Ah, Will..." He chuckles, biting into an apple with a loud crunch. "Why are you always so unlucky as to catch me when I'm bored.." Drawing the bowstring back, Cael takes a deep breath, aiming the arrow to catch the bottom of Will's pants. If the hook manages to snag, it should either pull his pants down, which would be embarrassing for both him, his minions, and the dark elf, or it will pull him towards the tree, hanging him upside down.
-
I have been drinking far too much Pepsi and coffee lately. This can't be healthy...
-
Frowning, Cael shoves through the crowd, making his way to the less-populated areas in between the stalls. Getting there, he sighs and begins climbing a nearby tree, just in time to see a clumsy dark elf run into a dwarf. "Can really blame her..", he mutters, wiping some sweat off of his brow. "After all...dwarves are just so damn short." Leaning back against the trunk, Cael pulls out a slingshot and a small bag of pebbles, loading ten into the makeshift weapon. Aiming carefully, he fires the stones at the ridiculous duo, grinning as he watches them sail through the air.
-
Frowning, Cael sits down on top of one of the tents, his legs dangling down above the counter. With a chuckle, he swings his legs back and forth, letting a 6 inch blade come out of the heel of his boot and stab into one of the pastries underneath, gripping it tightly. Pulling his legs up, Cael sits cross-legged, dislodging the pastry from the blade. Popping it into his mouth, his pointed teeth make short work of the delicious desert, and he grins widely as he drops down in front of the stall, causing the owner to shudder and hide under the counter. Walking forwards, Cael pulls his hood down over his face, hoping to not catch anyone's attention.
-
Does anybody want to play co-op Borderlands 1 on PC? I've never gotten the opportunity to play co-op.
-
Somebody...ruined my secret, and it's no longer a secret anymore...how could they Q_Q
-
I have an amazing secret, but I cannot tell anybody about it, because as soon as I do, they will completely ruin it for me, and possibly ruin my life. This secret serves to prove that I am, in fact, the sexiest man on LotC. Hence the name, Jexy Smexy.
-
I've done the impossible. I can now get Domelvia Flormai to actually stop talking, simply by raising a finger. Bow to me, mortals.
-
I have seen more ban reports in the last hour than I have seen in a week.
-
..I'm going to go visit the real world for a bit. I hear it's a tad less...violent there.
-
Rule Confirmation - RP vs PvP Fighting!
Jexdane replied to Whitebeard's topic in News & Announcements Archive
Actually, PvP is, in it's essence, entirely powergaming, because it completely ignores a players strengths and weaknessess, resorting to a click-fest, where the person with a better computer and graphics card wins. Which, if you did not notice, is entirely unfair, given that not everybody has a top-of-the-line gaming computer where they can play Lord of the Craft with no lag. In reality, the only people that support the use of PvP as the default combat style are the people who can handle it on their computer. Saying that PvP should be used to avoid powergaming is like saying that you should ride your fishing boat into the middle of the desert to catch more fish. It's ridiculous. PvP relies solely on who has the bigger stick, and who can whack with it faster. -
So appearently Justin Bieber is going to be in the flim adaptation of 50 Shades of Grey.
-
Reserved
-
That feeling when your teacher is a cool guy, and he asks you to be a clown at his daughters birthday party....then when your mom gives you her phone, he texts your mom saying "Good news, #1 (my nickname) doesn't have to dress up like a clown anymore, because the strippers are coming after all!"
-
Pfft, Ever, scaring kids with Demons Soul, MEH. I got my 9 year old brother to play Slender. He hasn't touched a computer in a month.
-
Fear is lacking in Lord of the Craft, because it's gone from everybody wanting peace, to everybody wanting violence, so violence is no longer a scary thing. To bring fear back, you need to bring what many find unconventional and different, which, in this day and age, is lack of violence, or minimal violence. Though I know your character will be a violent man, it will be so unconventional in it's use, that hopefully he, combined with this cult, will create more fear than a dozen bandits surrounding a halfling. If it wasn't inexplicably clear, I support this.
-
This thread really needs more player opinions. Not necessarily on it as a rule, but as a suggestion, to promote roleplay. http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/70825-making-assassinationscriminal-executions-more-of-a-value/page__st__10
-
That feeling when you end up roleplaying with somebody, and they tell you in OOC that they used to follow you and your friends around as a WS and watch them roleplay...
_-_WGA06385.thumb.jpg.d2a2d729b28c77a30b71ccbc605503c0.jpg)
.thumb.gif.a00a63e36b40e4212895251afe914934.gif)
