Glorious Escapism Roleplay

Feral Dragon · Joined: 09 Dec 2010 Posts: 249 Location: Norwich

[The group had started to decide on characters and teams for the FLARP. Lister already has a sound idea on who he was going to play. He knew that some FLARPers tended to play ancestral figures, and Lister was no different.

After Makani was spoken to, Lister stepped forward to answer the questions. Most of them blew over his mind, Lister seemingly uninterested in questions like teams. However, when asked about the character he was going to play, he could have written an essay.

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The Guardian was a huge figure, his horns curling forward, covering his face like a helmet. Muscled and dexterous to astounding levels, he relished the prospect of being conscripted into Alternian service. Upon the coming of his age, he served the Conquest as a mere soldier, performing in the field admirably, more so than his peers. Advancing quickly, he became a more important figure, leading squads into battle against the denizens of foreign, newly discovered planets, his motto being 'Reduce to perforated dairy first, don't even bother to ask anything later as it's redundant getting questions from a corpse.' The day in which the Guardian was left behind on a planet, however, was his last. He never knew why he was left behind, and his tale on the surface was never known, but the ring of a thousand corpses with the Guardian's in the middle said everything that needed to be said when the fleet returned.

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Lister wasn't sure if the tale of the Guardian was apreciated, or even heard, but he rattled off some more details about him. He grinned wryly upon stating his strife specibus: MG x2 kind.

He finished with the questions, and decided that it might be a good idea to speak to some of the other trolls he would be FLARPing with.]
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