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“Gotta catch em all.” A man says as he reads the missive
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If you don’t let players repetitively spit in your face while you smile and take it, then you’re a tyrant.
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yes the players are upset their toys are being taken away from them. As they always will. There'll never be proper satisfaction with staff because of how the server functions. We've never had a united community and probably never will, because that's how lotc works to survive. Too many splinter groups with different priorities, ideals and visions of how they believe the server will be
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Ex-St Manager accepting $$$ to rewrite furry catman lore, hmu with serious offers only ufeelme
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@firespirit44 why are you pushing ur irl workplace strife on innocent eboys and egirls... Very cruel and unusual...
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Belvitz roads, take me home...~
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A muffled scream echoed out from the depths of Luxem, the Paladin stronghold in the north- or was it a prison? The voice was rugged, deep and full of hatred, just one phrase repeated over and over again, for days on end. “Rip and tear! Rip and tear!”
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“Rip and tear! Rip and tear!” A large, helmeted individual screams from the basement of Luxem.
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[✗] [World Lore] Planes, Planar Laws and The Great Tear
lev replied to Wretched's topic in Denied Lore
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biggest regret on here
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Ishikawa Toru wonders where Fujiwara Mutsuhiko’s waifu is...
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Ishikawa Toru readies his daisho for the predictable struggles of the future.
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Deep in the bowels of the ship the masked monk sat, listening to the distant voices meld and overlap with the swaying of the waves. He pondered on what choices had led him down this path, and where it might take him now that his fate was bound to the child. A boy, his kin. Pampered in a palace all his life; could he really lead a people, to hold their beating heart in his hands. Would the responsibility be the making of him or would it consume him like it had so many others. He took a whetstone to his tanto, readying it for next use.
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‘It was such a curious thing’, he thought. The easterner knelt alone under the roof of his kin Tomoe, slowly removing the Menpo that covered his face. ‘To think that all of us that came, have put our faith in a child on the cusp of manhood, he has seen hardship in recent times certainly, but never the cruel throngs of battle, or the bitter whispers of politics.’ He carefully washed the inside of his Menpo, before tenderly applying the daily ointment to his ghoulish features. ‘Yet perhaps in this world away from home, we might make one anew a utopia for the Oyashiman far from Aizhen.’ With that he put back on the face of the oni, standing and going to attend his young kinsman.
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