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Brutus simply sidled in front of Corsair, aiming his canon with a grin. "Well if aint the fucking mothman. Corsair I hope you packed your earbuds alongside the corn." He watched as the thing batter The Guy with its wings and then took to the air straight for them. He grit his teeth and...

Brutus turned to look at the man who'd come out of the woods, eyes narrowing into slits as he instinctively pulled Corsair into his shadow. Canon at the ready he was prepared for things to get- How the fuck did he know his name? The giant had no time to ponder this though, because he revealed...

"You know..." Brutus drawled off, squinting a bit as he thought and spoke at the same time. "It's kinda wild how...real this all feels. I've played a bunch of these VR games, and a lot of them are pretty well made but still manage to feel kinda..." he waved his hand through the air as if...

"So your lil buddies." He motions to the Frog on its traditional place on his shoulder and to the spider in her hands. "They've got- er, need ghosts in em to animate them? That's kinda neat. Why didn't you rip any out of all the goblins we killed earlier?" He furrowed his brow and stroked...

120 Vanguard- +10 RP "Pain lets me know when I make mistakes." Brutus replied brushing some rubbed from his shoulders. "I use it to keep me alert, the threat of pain entices me to make less mistakes, and it is a harsh teacher." He would follow after her, reading over the various tooltips...

"Nice to meet you Rumble." He gave her hand a firm but not crushing squeeze. He watched as her name updated in real time in his UI. "I would kill for something more substantial" Brutus replied cracking his neck. "I've been gathering apples for almost thirty minutes but they've hardly moved...

Brutus was silently- er, quietly- Well, as quietly as he could, Brutus was munching on an apple whilst listening to her as she explained the situation, when prompted, he swallowed a mouthful of fruit, wiped the juice from his mouth and shrugged. "It's a Roofyroof over our heads, but it might...

"Homeyhome?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "Do they sleep in beddybeds? Eat at Tablytables on Plateyplates?" He joked, trying to force a grin through his grit teeth to diffuse what he perceived as tension in the air. Her healing was a wonder, and the pain slowly ebbed away and it was as if...

120 Role: Vanguard- +10 DP per post Brutus found himself lingering at the entrance to the dungeon for a moment. His partner, Corsair was on his heels. Taking a deep breath, he took his first steps into the dungeon. A lot of firsts today, he mused to himself. He'd just started the game...

"CORSAIR" Brutus howled. One goblin was gone, flying off into the distance. The one he'd hit with opening fire was a smoldering pile of meat and gore, he had one injured that had been flung back a distance and was realing whilst the other had ignored him and gone straight for his squishy...

Brutus paused, mid pluck as he looked over his shoulder to observe the approaching woman for a moment. At first he was caught off guard by her appearance, and then he remembered his own and simply discarded the notion. They were playing a fantasy game, of course he was going to meet fantasy...

Brutus did his best not to retch. Luckily, he'd yet to manage to eat anything in this world so there was nothing TOO expel, but the urge to was incredible. The smell of blood and shit was so thick in the air he was certain he could cut it with a knife. He didn't respond to her verbally...

"Ay Cousin!" The Cat man had called out. Brutus paused, he was exploring the world as much as he could, taking in the sites and smells. Getting a feel for the region and its inhabitants, entrenching himself in the deep lore of the land. He was acclimating well, the system seemed to have...

Brutus' eyes darkened as he knelt down and examined the bloodied tree. His feral pupils narrowed into slits as his eyes danced to some footsteps in the grass. His ranged skill also worked on his perception, which paired with his natural feral senses made for great detective work as he was...

It was a beautiful afternoon in Eastern Brisshal as Brutus logged in at the place he'd departed last. He'd spent all day jonesing to come back online, crawling through performance rehearsals and sparring sessions like a ghost. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been hooked on something...

"Nice to meetcha Corsair." He have her a thumbs up and followed her as she talked. "And I suppose Kim as well!" When she said ahe didn't mince words she really fucking meant it apparantly. He kept pace easily, his stride matching hers 1 to 3 easily. "As for goblins and company, I cant in...

Brutus squinted and peered down at the small woman before him. He'd been so raptly paying attention to his UI that he'd hardly seen her. With a clench if his mighty hands he crushed his menu back into his palm and have the woman a startlingly wide grin. He'd found his first encounter, though...

Brutus opened his eyes for the first time. Light flooded his eyes, his iris' adjusting as he blinked a few times, taking in the new world he'd just been...born into. His nose flooded with the scent of greenery, dew covered grass, and just...nature. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs for...

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