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39323512 No. 39323512 Stickied [View] [Last 50 posts]

Welcome to /RP/!

Hello there and welcome to the roleplaying board! Here, there be monsters and heroes, demons and heroines, love, adventure, and, of course, ponies of all manner and kind! But before you sink yourself into the world of imagination, please take the time to read a little bit about how the board works and how to join in on the fun!

Table of Contents!

A few tips on how to get into this community!
A brief list to read and follow.
A little advice on what to do if you're experiencing a problem.
Various resources available to enhance your /RP/ experience.
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>> No. 40633334
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And now back to our regular programme!
Humans are not real. If you saw any humans, or if any humans have told you they saw any humans, or if you believe to be human yourself, please direct your hooves to your nearest certified retrophrenologist to have your little "hyooman" issue fixed. It's only 5 bits and lasts a lifetime! Minor side effects may occur like migraine, skull fracture, sudden blackouts, profuse gum bleeding, and schizophrenia.

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40659538 No. 40659538 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Crazy #Courtesy/Common Sense/Fun

>If you want to make a Donut Bar thread, seea suggested OP post at

All cities have dark sides, and Canterlot is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, everything appears to be dark and cold, the rainy weather being but an exclamation mark deepening the atmosphere of alienation and lurking fear.

The atmosphere changes though, as soon as you pass the worn door over the neon sign saying, in bright bold letters [U]D NUT BAR

Inside, amongst the tables and chairs dating back to the last century, with their nicks and stains and worn out padding, you can finally get yourself dry, drink something hot and wait out the rain. There's even a antique jukebox - someone placed the damaged neon 'o' from the sign outside next to it, the stylised glass donut looking a bit out of place with the sombre décor.
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>> No. 40659677
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>Careful of nuzzles?

>Oh nooooo.
>> No. 40659678
>I have not. Fascinating.

>Really, you are too kind. Thank you.
>> No. 40659679
>I like Makuta's mask, his horns make me think of Dodge logo.

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40592320 No. 40592320 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Closed #Canon: 6A #Chill #Dark #Violence #FiM-only #Semi-serious

You see, the city was going up in flames.


In what will be remembered as the most daring terrorist attack of the decade, a group of unnamed saboteurs turned the Central Divide into a war zone. After an unknown number of assailants—suspected by be between fourteen and twenty—ambushed a Lonestar armored convoy with high explosives and heavy weapons. The attacks left over twenty law enforcers dead; and in the crossfire, Royal Centurion Blue was shot multiple times and fell approximately forty feet onto a side-bridge. He is currently being kept in an undisclosed location, and is reportedly in critical condition. Police are advising citizens to remain indoors, and we will report more on this story as it devel—


Breaking news, folks. Mere hours after the devastating gunfight at the Central Divide, a bomb of unknown origin has been discovered aboard the Celestian Celbratory Cruiser Perfect Dawn, which was in the process of making its annual tour around the Canterlot area. The ship had been seized a group of Ibexian radicals of unknown origin and capabilities, but it is believed at this time that they were going to detonate the ship directly over downtown, which would have killed dozens in the blast. Fortunately, a Lonestar strike team was able to storm the boat and neutralize the terrorists before their plot could come to fruition. It is currently believed that the terrorists were connected to the—

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>> No. 40659604
"Of course."

When you return to the barroom, Tempest has seated himself on the couch in the corner, and unfurled with his customary lack of dignity. His plus-one, contrarily, has helped herself to one of the milk-carton barstools, and simply watches you as you return. In the darkness of her cloak, her expression is imperceptible--but given that she voices no objections to either of your conduct, it stands to reason that she is satisfied by what she sees.

"I've tailed my marks pretty well, and picked up some information here and there. I know they're getting ready for some...thing...on Saturday. That's when I'm going to make my move."
>> No. 40659660
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"All right."

Lunacy moves himself over to another nearby couch, sitting down with about as much professionalism as Tempest himself - though at least his job doesn't strictly require it.

"Tell me... everything. All you know about what you're walking into here. Running into something unexpected is the absolute worst."
>> No. 40659664
Eclipse found it ironic. In all her reporting days, she had never once seen a mechanical eye before, despite the fact that augments were common these days. Eclipse's inner pick-pocket was telling her to bolt, but her inner reporter couldn't hold back her intense curiosity. Who was this zebra? What was his story? What happened to his original eye? Judging by his appearance, which Eclipse commonly didn't take much into account by on the fact that looks are almost always deceiving, he looked as if he had seen better times. She had an overwhelming urge to ask him a bombardment of questions, but kept silent. If she came out now, all her work up to this moment would be for naught. Perhaps she could come up with a way to obtain the wallet AND inquire to the zebra about how he got the way he was today. But it was not the right time, and most certainly not the right place. You don't ask for an interview when somepony is on the operating table. Eclipse hated this feeling, being violently torn between her two priorities, the inner conflict raging inside her. She had to suppress it for just a little bit longer. Continue to watch. Continue to wait.
The best pickpockets have a light touch and get inside the minds of their targets. She had to plan out everything ten moves in advance, always. Always be one step ahead. Every second counts.

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40648070 No. 40648070 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Ask/invite #Canon: AOS/An Odd Story #Adventure #Chill #Violence #Shipping #Semi-serious

>Off in the distance you see a timeworn yet magnificent mansion that stands alone towering over the surrounding area. Past that is a lush forest that stretches to the vast mountains beyond. Many sorts are drawn to the curiosity that is the mansion.No one knows where it came from or how long it has been there. For whatever reason you find yourself heading towards it. You may not know what tales you will weave in these winding halls. No one does, but all stories have a beginning and this one starts with a knock.

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>> No. 40658797
Iselia shrugs, unsure of how to continue the conversation. She was always bad around those she barely knew
"Uhm...It kinda sounds like you don't want to continue that particular conversation...Have, uh...Anything else you'd want to talk about? Or...something...?"
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Kinzie looked around the room.

"Uuuhhh... not really. No..."
>> No. 40659635
Iselia blinks and rubs the back of her head
"Ah...Uhmm...R-Right...I...I should probably go, hehe...I don't mean to bother you, and all that."
She gives a shy smile and starts backing out of the room
"But...I-It was nice to meet you, Kinzie..."

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40652917 No. 40652917 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Limited #Ask/invite #Planned #Canon: Donut Bar Convergence Arc #Adventure #Dark #Violence #General #Serious #Normal

"Everyone ready? Then let's go." the rabbit-eared woman says, her final words before you feel a sudden shift in the pit of your stomach.

The air around you begins to fill with a faint pink twinkling as the world around you begun to blur. Your head begun to thud dully and an awful stretching sensation is felt as though something had just picked you up by your feet and your hands and is now spinning you around.

The feeling only grows, becoming more and more intense until it suddenly ceases, leaving you dazed as you stagger in place.

You are no longer within the safe confides of the Donut Bar.

Instead you find yourself perched near the tip of a mountain side, the air filled with a warm, pleasant breeze that juxtaposes the motive for being her almost perfectly. Not too far from where you arrived, there is a camp site. A few tents, wooden crates and a fire, currently being stoked by a man garbed in a battledress, with a pair of rabbit ears perched atop his head.

This is staging area before your assault on the camp mentioned by Ammie before you left. Here is where you will discuss your plan and strategy before carry out the important task of retrieving information from Captain Rojas and his men about the maniacal chaosling Fionna.
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...Okay, squit, stop fuckin' around then and get in the seat! Move it!

>Kiddo grinned, smacking Nitori's butt with her hand.
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>A tiny smile came to Corax's mouth. He had been hitting a slow dead-wall with Rojas...but perhaps the wretch of a man would provide something useful afterall. Corax had no respect for him, no care if he had been brainwashed or not. He was not a particularly cruel man, at least not to the standards of his people, but he was as ruthless as the best, or from a perspective, worst of them. He got up and began quietly walking as if deep in thought. Not glancing to the assassin, because trully, he knew that was the only reason Fiona would come here. He was impressed really. To find him so quickly, realize her servant had been compromised. She had to know about him, but he wondered how much....

>He came to the end of the hall. Rojas's cell and entered, conveniantly leaving the door ajar as he dissapeared within...
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>I'm really sorry but I'm going to need to end this for the night.

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40617598 No. 40617598 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Planned #Canon: Northern Kingdom #Adventure #Violence

Welcome to the Northern Kingdom rp, wanna sign up or read up on some of the back story then visit the sign up thread in the oc.

Now on to the story

The blizzard was merciless as it covered the ponies traveling a narrow path through the mountains. The storm surely hindered their travels and none of them can see what was ahead. The guide turned and began to shout over the storm so he could be heard. "This is far as I go, if you continue on you'll be leaving Equestria. Stay on the path at all costs and you'll reach a cave that will take you through the mountains. If you have any questions about this area you best ask now."
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>> No. 40655667
Lunar Sun quickly activated her horn and tried to use magic to unfreeze the ice.
>> No. 40656216
Lunar Sun was successful and she could hear him thanking her for the assistance he then begins to spar with a windago and the second one challenged her with their master now out of sight.
>> No. 40658852
Lunar Sun gave the windago a smile that was anything but friendly and launched at it with a cry, daggers raised.

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40656901 No. 40656901 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Adventure #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Crazy #Common Sense / Courtsey / Fun #The waffle shop does not exist

>If you, poor soul, would take a fancy at making a Donut Bar thread sometime, you are adviced to take a look at the default copypasta here:! Do come and look around, pay no attention to screams from under the floor, those are just rats.

Welcome to the Donut Bar, where ships run rampant and logic doesn't matter.

Ladies and Gentlemen, it's almost Easter! Let's celebrate Easter! Eat your government-issued chocolate bunny today. They do not, I repeat, do not lay eggs or are alive. Those are all filthy lies made by communists and political diffidents, weak-hearted and small-willied. The bunnies are chocolate and delicious and definetely are not screaming. The red is raspberry jam and the crunchy parts are made of nuts. Mostly nuts. Citizen, celebrate Easter today.

This message brought to you by Lucky Strike.

And now, the weather. []
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>> No. 40659537
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>Night to you too Andrew
>> No. 40659539
>Oh goin to bed?
GOodnight ave^^
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40512104 No. 40512104 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Non-canon #General #Semi-serious #Single file, please. #No entry from Impon.

Open for anyone and everyone wanting to participate. This is for fun!

Day 27, November 13, 783 NMM

The border checkpoint between Arztrotska and Equestria has just opened. The communist state has defined its border with Equestria, and now passage between the two states has been made possible after a 6-year conflict. Although tensions are still high, Arztrotska has gone back to its routines before the war; the October labor lottery finished, and a new immigration officer has been selected. As hundreds are lined up to immigrate, visit, or take transit through the country, the new Immigration Officer prepares her office, takes a seat, and grabs the microphone to speak.

As the speakers roar to life, her voice is shot through the air for all to hear.


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She smiles, and makes a note of your name.
"I'll remember how you helped me, Kin Glaz. Someday, I'll get to the bottom of this--and I'll make sure to tell everyone how much you helped!"

And with that, she nods to the guards, and they leave to make that telegram.
>> No. 40655638
For once, the inspector had a smile on her face. It had probably been a long time since she had a smile, concerning how tough it was in this second world country. After reminiscing in what just happened, she smiles, reaches for the megaphone, and yells.

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The telegram is placed back upon the desk of Neigh Poni Haymeson, as he contemplates the contents.

As usual, Watergate had gotten herself into a bigger mess than her assignment. What next? Is she gonna get herself caught on camera with a murder suspect or something?
Anyway. He needed to find another pony to send over there.

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40656739 No. 40656739 [View]

Equestria has never been, and will never be, a normal society. Magic runs rampant throughout the streets whilst cities float in the clouds. But, in some parts of the world, magic and the unnatural flourish more than usual. An example of one of these places is Hooferville, which has been a rift from this world to the next ever since Starswirl the Bearded opened it and gifted Equestria with even more magical power than the land already possessed. This has also made it a popular place for the supernatural to be appearing. Angels, demons, and ethereal beings come through this rift sometimes and dwell among the residents. As of late, there has been a string of disappearances of young fillies and stallions who do not have their cutie marks. This is where your story begins.

If you have yet to sign up, please do it on our OOC/Sign-Ups thread. Also, you can contact me through Skype as ectoAlchemist.

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40654461 No. 40654461 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Crazy ##Courtesy/Common Sense/Fun

>If you want to make a Donut Bar thread, seea suggested OP post at

All cities have dark sides, and Canterlot is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, everything appears to be dark and cold, the rainy weather being but an exclamation mark deepening the atmosphere of alienation and lurking fear.

The atmosphere changes though, as soon as you pass the worn door over the neon sign saying, in bright bold letters [U]D NUT BAR

Inside, amongst the tables and chairs dating back to the last century, with their nicks and stains and worn out padding, you can finally get yourself dry, drink something hot and wait out the rain. There's even a antique jukebox - someone placed the damaged neon 'o' from the sign outside next to it, the stylised glass donut looking a bit out of place with the sombre décor.
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>> No. 40656900
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>....I don't know! Certainly not bad.
>> No. 40656903
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Of fucking course not.
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>Good to hear. RP?

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40641768 No. 40641768 [View]
#Open #Canon: The Unikon #Adventure #Dark #Violence #Ponies #Semi-serious

It has been a week since the lands fell to ruin.

The most sacred land among the united tribes was sullied by an Equestrian settlement, known then as Twilight City, suddenly erupted one frosty morning in an endless array of strange demonic spirits, known only to the tribes as the Wendigo.

Just as it was thousands of years ago, the Thunderbird tribe began the long, arduous task of containing and quarantining of the accursed beasts, blanketing the Unikon territories in a permanent winter.

The bears used their abilities to attempt to keep the land healed of the taint that spewed forth from the now desecrated Source, hoping to maintain the natural order as it was.

The wolves took to battle to confront the wendigo, despite knowing well enough the curse they would have to endure, the allure of power that would be strong.

As for the pony settlers, many fled to the south towards the mining settlements of Celestia and Luna, both sister cities now encased in massive walls of stone and lumber. The only things in and out of the settlements now were the occasional armored train, carrying food, mail, and supplies alongside the usual transfer of refugees and soldiers. They had lost contact with the small mission station near Twilight City, the fates of the 100 souls stationed there now unknown to the outside world.
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>> No. 40653170
Digger looked at his stump, then back towards the other stallion. He seemed a bit upset at first, then nodded. "Fifth day on the job. Tommyknockers were going nuts hammering the walls to warn us. I only just made it out before a sport beam came down. Bam!" The young colt slammed his lone hoof upon the bar top for emphasis. "Metal brace on it severed me from my limb. Buried in the number nine shaft of the Prometheus."

He looked forward with a frown. "They wanted to fire me on the spot being a liability. I told them i was keeping my dad's spot for him till the whole business with the tribes blew over."
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Chop regarded the young miner with a slightly tilted head, looking more thoughtful than concerned.
"You're awful young to be working. Even without the damage I could see why the board might think that..."
The train of thought didn't go much further than that, but it didn't seem to leave its station either. His brow furrowed even more, if possible, but he spoke slower and quieter - almost as if commenting to himself.

He shook his head, dispelling the picture of a premonition in his head. Have to stay clear of nine.
"Sorry to hear about that kid; you must be doing your old man proud. With dedication like that, n' all."
>> No. 40654430
The young colt nodded with a small grin on his face. "He actually trained me how to. I got enough force in my back legs to shatter ore from the rock." He seemed to beam at that last comment. "I may be short one, but I got it where it counts."

"He's right, though. You're too young to be mining in Prometheus, of all places. Can't you ask to transfer to another mine? Maybe Regality needs help in the administration office." His mom didn't seem to find fault in butting in to the conversation.

"Ma, I told you, I'm not some two bit office pony. Miss Regality is nice and all, but I'd rather be down below where dad should be."

Shotglass rolled her eyes. "I sometimes wish you inherited my brains, not just my mane color... you sound just like your father."

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40652227 No. 40652227 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Crazy #Courtesy/Common Sense/Fun

>If you want to make a Donut Bar thread, seea suggested OP post at

Gentlemen. It's been a good three years, Three and a half years where we've all been together in this thread. Longer then most groups on this site. Pretty sure we've been here longer then the admins.

But today, I think it's time we kick start and idea. (Not starting a kickstarter would be smart.) I decree we rob a bank. We have smarts, computer skills, driving skills, and other kinds of skills, no one skill is small. Lets plan how we should go about this, and a get away. The get away is key, for that's the downfall of all bank robbers. We need to spend a bit of time away from RPing ponies and humans and smut. I'm sure most of us have played Payday one and two, and those people may already have a good idea as to how to go about this.

Gentlemen and ladies. Lets get this grand heist going.
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>Time to sad
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40565202 No. 40565202 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Ask/invite #Canon: Trotswood #Ponies

On the Edge of Equestria near the western forests. Lies Trotswood, a small town on the Edge
of civilization as ponies know it. A haven for the weird and supernatural, Trotswood has
never grown into a particularly large town and though ponies come and go, it needs more
ponies to grow. Ponies who can run shops, work jobs, and defend the town from the horrors
that lurk at its edges. The town is small right now, consisting of a few shops, some homes,
a hospital, and the bar next to the hospital.

Trotswood is supposed to be a growing community, where there is no overall OP to handle anything
but OOC disputes and the rules. Everything is player driven, the story, the town, the ponies in
in the town. It is a place players can make an arc, and bring the whole town into it, you do not have
to make up a setting or anything, just take the town and its basics and make it into a place
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>> No. 40658147
Diamond smiles and nods as she makes her way out the door, carefully carrying Rain on her back
"Yeah. Let's go see Rain show off."
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Orchid led the way to the park as Rain merrily sang on Dia's back. There were quite a few random ponies there. Rain giggled and pointed Go pway!
>> No. 40658720
Diamond smiles and sits down to pick up Rain, nuzzling her softly
"Yes, yes, we're gonna go play, honey~ Don't worry~"

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40650084 No. 40650084 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Crazy #Courtesy/Common Sense/Fun

>If you want to make a Donut Bar thread, seea suggested OP post at

All cities have dark sides, and Canterlot is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, everything appears to be dark and cold, the rainy weather being but an exclamation mark deepening the atmosphere of alienation and lurking fear.

The atmosphere changes though, as soon as you pass the worn door over the neon sign saying, in bright bold letters [U]D NUT BAR

Inside, amongst the tables and chairs dating back to the last century, with their nicks and stains and worn out padding, you can finally get yourself dry, drink something hot and wait out the rain. There's even a antique jukebox - someone placed the damaged neon 'o' from the sign outside next to it, the stylised glass donut looking a bit out of place with the sombre décor.
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>> No. 40652224
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"Police ain't gonna do anything about it. I have to take matters into my own hands."
>> No. 40652228
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>Augh! Bi! That's not what I meant!

"Ranger, an insane mare is trying to kill you. That's exactly what the police are for."
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40648692 No. 40648692 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Closed #Contained #Adventure #Dark #Violence #Serious #Mindfuck #Surreal

Sometimes, well let’s say all times, things are changing. We are judged as human beings on how we treat our fellow human beings. How do you treat your fellow human beings? At night, just before sleep, as you lay by yourself in the dark, how do you feel about yourself? Are you proud of your behavior? Are you ashamed of your behavior? You know in your heart if you have hurt someone, you know.
If you have hurt someone, don’t wait another day before making things right.

The world could break apart with sadness in the meantime.

--Catherine E. Coulson
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The big top swirls and dissolves around you. You can hear Annie whisper out a weak "thank you" before it all fades to black.


The burning creature disappears with a poof as the entire cave fades away.

You find yourselves at the bottom of a grand red staircase, candles illuminating the room around you. Annie lies at the foot of the stairs as Andrew slowly comes to.
>> No. 40648857
Let's see if Scootaloo's out cold.

1d20 = 12
>> No. 40648860

But she's still bleeding out

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