Stories tagged “rpg”
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Heroic Theft
I collapsed into my chair, exhausted from searching for my wife who went missing in the forest a week ago. I was fast losing hope. Then my front door opened. At first my heart lifted hoping to see her walk into the room. Instead, a large man wearing ar...
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A Matter of Character
I stared at the game of Le Havre on the table – one opponent was in the bathroom, and the other was getting pop. My eyes wandered around the cards, and as I considered my next action, my eyes wandered further. What was that? It looked like a char...
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Laughing Boy
Laughing Boy, Guild craftsman and scion of royalty, strode into the castle yard. The sun sparkled over the bay, sending sparks of glare back to the sky. Sunbeams washed over his silvery skin with a lustrous glow. He looked to the sun, letting it bathe ...
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The Gobblers
The Gobblers are a team of three kids who plan to eat their entire hometown! This will be an rp format story of sorts, with everyone taking a character. You can either be one of the Gobblers, or one of thier prey. If you want to be Gobbler post a bio i...
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RPG Character 1: Cassandra
The night was quiet. The coterie’s diary was blank and the streets free of supernatural disaster. It was the perfect time to retreat. Even with unnatural senses, Cass could barely hear the city above her. The abandoned meat locker where she had m...
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RPG Character 2: Tallulah
The 2 soldiers rolled the final barrel down the cellar stairs and shunted it against the others. “Thank Hextor that’s done now. I stink of fish,” one whined, wiping his hands and slamming the door as they left. For a few moments, all ...
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RPG Character 3: Hunting Fox in Ghostly Winds
Even after several months, Hunting Fox hated Heaven. Fox hated the shining pavements, the fantasical buildings, the glarish complexities of all things. And Fox hated how the passing gods and spirits stared and tutted, gossiping about how the latest Cho...
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RPG Character 4: Nellens Minoru
The murmur of the streets barely brushed against his consciousness, the heat of the morning sun a faint tingle on his cheek. “MIN!” The peace shattered and the hangover headache, previously kind enough to spare him, burst into bloom insid...
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The Smallest Battle
Even blood-sucking monsters of the night charged with corraling supernatural threats in a backwater of Brooklyn needed a hobby, and Cassandra’s was the arcade. There was nothing profound, nothing arcane, nothing soul-screechingly terrifying in th...