forest rp ((srry, i miss RPing...))

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((T.T...))

kappatsu watched over the forest on the tallest cliff. this was her favorite place to stay. kind of like a hangout of some sort. she sat on it's edge and sighed,"what to do..."

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((well, this sucks.))

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((bonk))

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1. Triple posting is bad.

2. Most of the FFR Forums think RPing is pretty kiddy-like so we don't do it.

3. Most of the FFR forum goers who do RP, are beyond your level that it wouldn't even be interesting to do.

Not trying to sound elitist, just telling the truth.

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Plus, I'm not really into dragons...

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KAPPATSU IS WALKING

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is it alright if i kill kappatsu?

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no response?

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ok i bet you'd say yes

*kills kappatsu*

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KAPPATSU IS NOT WALKING

OR DOING A WHOLE LOT ELSE REALLY

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It took Carbo only a minute for him to find a large aperture to rest his weary body in. The light crawled down his skin as he became one with the tree his head rested on. Soon, he became his own little lump in the forest, even more immobile than the trees that surrounded him. Three days of walking in a barren, lonely forest can really take it out of you.

Carbo was just getting settled as he heard the screams of a man in pain coming from the distance. "Hmm? Oh, I didn't hear anything," he told himself, grinning. He let his heavy eyelids sink down his face...

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mead arose from his cannibal feast on Kappatsu's corpse. He had just heard someone exclaim "Hmm? Oh, I didn't hear anything," and wondered who would say something like that to themselves in the middle of a barren, lonely forest. He wiped the dragon blood from his mouth. It tasted like SPARTAAA. He wasn't sure why he had done it. It had started innocently enough, just a casual stroll through the forest. Then, suddenly, there was a dragon chick. mead wasn't sure how to react. She hadn't seen him yet. She was just standing there, on the edge of the tallest cliff. Just standing there. Not doing anything. It was eerie. Suddenly, within him he found a lust, no, a need. His mind flashed back to his days hunting and eating mimes through europe. He had to eat it. It was necessary.

So that's exactly what he did, and that brings us back to the present.

mead whipped out his razor-bladed yo-yo and began to walk through the forest. He could still taste the blood on his lips. He was once more a hunter. He would find the one who had made the exclamation, and then he would feast once more.

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Carbo chilled. And he chilled some more. And he kept chilling until the rustling of leaves broke his trance. His limbs were barely able to move from fatigue, so he didn't bother trying. The world was perfect. His body rushed with unheard of levels of euphoria, like a Narutard having sex with a Sakura cosplayer. It was a long journey, but he was finally out of trouble. Nobody could find him here. And maybe--just maybe--he could start his life all over again.