Asuno

Cities, pls open ur gates. I want to rp in them.

Hello

Looking for a wife

Hey guys and gals, remember to take a break from the internet from time to time. Here enjoy some Nujabes fellow web surfers 

I'm looking for someone to play my 'ker son. I want to do some father-son rp

Old Haelun'or players seething and coping!

Its been awhile since i got active on LOTC. Have you guys been well?

Anyone needs a character played?

IMO regular banks should not have a weekly fee

Ngl CT needs the wheat fields and the library again. Feels too much like a Hypixel hub

hmm

Ich bin ein hot dog 

Alright where the halo players at?

When I recieve my katana license in Yong Ping
 

"I am vegan"
- Ghandi

who?

hope anyone who sees this, is well and safe

Ramadhan mubarak to my muslim brosss

"I slew your king, I slew your country. Do these deeds not demand vengeance?" 

Feeling like this today

The year is 2008, and the world teeters on the brink of war. Radical ultranationalists have seized power in Moscow. Their goal: the reestablishment of the old Soviet empire. Ukraine, Belarus, Kazakhstan, one by one the nearby independent republics slip back into the Russian fold. Russian tanks sit in the Caucasus Mountains and the Baltic Forests, poised to strike to the south and east. The world holds its breath, and waits. For one small group of elite soldiers, the war has already begun. The US Special Forces Group 5, 1st Battalion, D. Company, deployed on peacekeeping duty to the Republic of Georgia in the Caucuses. This handful of Green Berets represents the very tip of the spear, the first line of defense. Equipped with the latest battlefield technology, and trained in the latest techniques of covert warfare, they strike swiftly, silently, invisibly. They call themselves "the Ghosts."

Baker stressed from the situation he is in, leave the camp and into the wilderness but not too far. He find the nearest tree he could find and lie down to go through the guilt he is facing. He pulled out his pistol to look at the title again "To Matthew: Brothers in Arms". As Baker looks at his pistol, Leggett comes back as Baker's guilt to taunt him

Leggett's Ghost: Now this looks familiar. It would appear we have much more in common than you'd originally thought. 'Bulletproof Matt Baker' reduced to tears at the loss of a friend.

Leggett's ghost starts to circle around Baker.

Baker: It's not the same.

Leggett: Well, that's the rub, isn't it? It is the same. You stand, knees buckling under the weight of your own guilt. You are history repeating itself.

Baker: I'm still alive. That's more than I can say for you!

Leggett's ghost kneels in front of Baker. As Leggett continued to taunt Baker, Dawson who saw Baker from a far away seems to be talking someone that he can't see.

Leggett: Are you? There's not much to say about me, Matthew. I was weak and frail. And was crushed by a secret you told me to keep.

Baker: I was protecting you.

Leggett: Is this the same protection you offered Franky? He trusted in you, Matthew--much as the others did--but they aren't here either! Exactly how much is your protection worth?

Baker: Stop. Please...

Leggett: This is not your stop. There's more road ahead. Tell me, Matthew. You've made it through hell. How do you feel about snow?

Baker: I can handle snow.

Who is the one leaving sick babies around huh? Freaking weirdo

"What use am i? I could no longer PvP, nor bandit new players..." The old Mali said 

"Not as you are... but become The Ferrymen and you shall be let loose of your embarrassment with our blessing" The hooded figure said

Current Mood

Looking for a big women to marry