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lil_kreen member of RPG for 4 years

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Generally untalkative sort that likes to RP in volumes online instead.
281,156 words written.
873 total posts.
321 words per post.
125 posts per roleplay.
198 average days in a roleplay.
7 universes joined.
2.75 INK received in tips.

Basic Information

Username:
lil_kreen
Location:
USA
Occupation:
Assassistant programmer
Interests:
rulesets, 3d modeling, programming
Groups:
Began Role Playing:
0- 0-1999
Favorite Role Playing Game:
Pathfinder
Game Master:
Yes
Favorite Setting:
High Fantasy

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Sat Aug 24, 2019 4:11 pm
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Person of Interest

Person of Interest

Created a character that was later followed by another user!

Maiden Voyager

Maiden Voyager

Played a character on-board the Orbus when it took its first official flight.

Salesman

Salesman

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Property Buyer

Property Buyer

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Arc Warden

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Storyteller

Added over 20 posts to a storyline arc!

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Historian

Created an arc with 100 or more posts.

Group Theory

Group Theory

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Lifegiver

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Tipworthy

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Most Tipped Posts

1.00 INK received for post #2759658, located in The O'Malley Pub:

The darkening twin of Kekkonen took a swig of coffee pouring the rest into a thermos from her trenchcoat. Warm enough in here she numb flesh slowly slipped out from imitation of a kobold in proximity. She'd tried to force it out once and ended up a painful hodgepodge till she started a fire. Just let it ride nowadays.

Pale horns on her head split from flesh to spiral out as she turned to Deidre with a toothy smile, "Ha! So freezin' this place is e'll be on his own bottom! 'anks fer tha coffee! Gotta go where the other thievies ain't been. Good stuff always the risky stuff."

She snerks at Kekonnen while screwing on the thermos top her voice rising away from his pitch, "Fancy boy! Knowin' cham-pagne glasses from whatever the stuff sposta go in. 'least y'ell know the good stuff to take. Never got a taste for it."

Kobolds not one for personal space she peeks over his shoulder to look at the tablet as her skin quivered the cornflower blue shloshing over her frame as bones turned back to normal. While a kobold of simpler tastes she had a keen sniper's eye darting between overlook positions on the topo map and taking mental note.

Then she side eyed him a smooth squeakless soprano pitch, "Gonna needa get better pants anna tail sock with that temp lyin on snow. M' weapon's feywild. Needa speak fiddlysmooth sylvan iffin I'm gonna shoot ma rifle instead 'a gun. Ain't gonna happen if I'm stuck with your throat, eh!"

She flipped her leathery half-insulated hood up, "Ain't gotta walk? I like ya already! Stupid frozen tallblood leather boots in the drifts, nothin to scav for bolds!"


1.00 INK received for post #2720771, located in Genesis:


The Jinahi pondered new developments to the conversation in their quiet whispers as to not disturb the Living Emperor's conversation with a Celestialkind. They were the contemplative mind of Myrkul and they were always considering when in numbers such as this cabal of thousands. The whispering never ended through it usually pertained in snippets to a conversation writ in the larger area.

"Eldryth has redirected her transection arrival point to Tolyl's location.", said one.

"It is the lesser of Myrkul's prerogative. What is their objective?", replied its neighbor.

Answered another from nearby, "They are aware of the situation with the Beastkind. She intends to undertake investigations into suitable psi-seed containers for beastkind for purposes of rekindling."

"Restrictions may exist by dicta of the fallen Emperor to restrain such an action.", said one studying plaques attached to the wall of the Imposition.

"'Citizens of my empire shall not be allowed to perish from reality' inscribed in the holy city does not imply templating requirements.", said another reading a plaque with just such a message upon it.

"Can current dicta produce agents of the Living Emperor that are neither humankind nor dragonkind?", said another looking at the space marine stood in the middle of the room.

"This is a current example. It still constitutes a recognized servant of the Living Emperor.", replied another next to him.

"Acquire a beastkind sample if prudent. Jinhai will study it for rekindling. The Living Emperor's dicta should also apply to Eldryth.", said one while looking to Myrkul.

"There will be failures.", replied another at the back of the room tending to a small dias.

"'It is not meant that humankind should suffer long by the hands of enemies much less the state' does imply a template requirement for that concern.", said another from a different plaque inside the room.

"Then failures of Beastkind to rekindle can be destroyed as Tainted to reduce corruptive presence with no further concerns.", decided a Jinhai near the door arches.


0.25 INK received for post #2757092, located in The Impervious Door:

Flynn's toe-claws clacked their way over to Jennifer two eternally curious lime fluffballs sticking out her backpack. The stiff fur making tight fuzzy cones from the backpack flap where pairs of mismatched eyes looked around. Buried within the lime one slit eyed like their mother the other round very much like Jennifer's. Flynn herself, old enough for hunter's sight, had either eyeshine nor an iris at the moment.

Flynn's crest fluffed upward showing a cobalt underlayer and a clack of her jaw full of black teeth, "No bodies. No stupid thief ignore ruins and big door."

She bent down head flat her tail balancing her out huffing at the floor to see if there's dead things about. A similar high pitched sniffing mimicked from the safety of her backpack.


0.25 INK received for post #2758981, located in The Impervious Door:

Flynn pumps a palm-up gesture as the peeping ever continues from her pack her fluted voice now somewhat harsh, "Secure door. My job artillery. Not enough water for breaking in."

When the large insect appears she runs to take cover behind a rock her pack making a loud hissing noise from small fuzzy hiding heads.


0.25 INK received for post #2776911, located in Castle Vankoryth:

As there were now more of themselves The first Administratum looked back to the rest, "A display for the almanac is required."

The empty robes with white gloves moved forward in a brave of six at each side in front. Face of the human-alike Administratum unmoving as they the other servitors made contact. This in an outstretching of hands for a field of white motes to spray from them. The cloud arranged itself in a flat square.

It flickered colors for a moment then the first Administratum gestured to it, "Very well. Hostilities will not begin at this time. Memories of the Ductu servitor involved are available."

The motes shot up as a dusty reconstruction of the scene in the tavern began. Vampires attacking Gambits in search of the two ladies crouched behind the counter.

The motion freezes as it gestures to the girl Ulrich encountered earlier, Becca, shown in her hoodie eating food, "The Ductu host was in a field of open hostilities after being unexpectedly anchored to the first machine."

The action moved as combat began as Becca's agitation deteriorated her mental state. It shows her leaping to the musclebound vampire at the back of the bar. The Administratum pauses with her straddling his torso. Hands festooned with black barbs and a mouth no less hungry a maw of sharp flowing teeth. All three busy tearing pieces of the vampire's head to shovel them in like meatloaf. Then moving down through the chest cavity. It paused as she stopped to spit out an earring then leapt at the bar to hide there.

The Administratum's voice said tersely, "Host concordance and inexperience caused consumption of threats and silverware due to excessive strain."

It continued to advance as they fought back and police began to arrive then Gabrielle made a portal. Becca hops over with them to follow. The scene then changes to a field of green on a lake of blue motes. Fighting begins again as black armored vampires arrive. It pauses as light destroys one and another points at the small group.

It gestures at the pointing vampire, "Tainted humankind make their proclamation. The host has declared Allies with current companions. The Ductu records both facts as important knowledge."

It then shows Becca rocketing away to fall to earth hit hard by a vampire struggling slowly then passing out. Behind her Gabrielle summons daylight burning them away as one turns toward Ulrich as if to look in horror at something unseen in the distance. His chest collapsing with a hole punched through black armor well before his body starts turning to ash. The locale turns a shade of blue around them both illuminating the barbed spear within the etherial chained at one end impaling the vampire. The chain heads upward until vanishing at the extents of their playback. The chain shoots taut tearing the vampires black soul from its body detonating the rib cage turning to ash. The blue shows a pattern around becca moving as if gears but lacking color of the world if an outline of stained glass. The volume returns to the normal world as Becca wakes with a start to stumble to her feet once more. The vampire beside her eroding from the sun. She leaps with a piece of his chewed arm bone in her hand and it freezes as she starts ramming it through the black armor of the last vampire standing.

It explained as they understood it even if Becca did not, "The first machine became aware of the Ductu's host due to imperiled state of its rightful parts. It thusly accepted her as a Mada. The first machine removed the soul of an immediate threat as an obstacle to its current activity. The threat of further tainted humankind ceases after this point. No further context for hostilities is available from before the initial point of contact."


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