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What shall we name the establishment?
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“Flooding.” Simple and effective
17.9% 5 votes
Leave it as is – “Fludnyak”
7.1% 2 votes
“A den of debauchery.” How original!
39.3% 11 votes
Brewery
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#4241
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no, I like it.

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#4242
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And what’s wrong with intelligent candies? They have rights too...
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
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#4243
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yes, they are alive, and you are eating them (

P.S. Vis, don't bore us, okay? I want to yawn))

by the way, I had a dream last night that I wanted to become a werewolf, and there was something I needed to do, I don't remember, I don't remember well... go somewhere, then take a picture, then something else... I asked some girl, she had a car!
and who would you like to be?

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#4244
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Messages on VKontakte containing viruses? =o_O=
Actually, they do exist.

Ar, should I take a passport photo for a werewolf?)

P.S., I would like to become a wizard ^_^


Барон
"Vampires"

Отдай свои прошлые сны,
В сомненьях себя обрети,
В бешеном танце душа кружится!
Не думай, что будет потом,
Здесь и сейчас мы живем,
Стань хоть на миг сам собой, слышишь!



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#4245
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yeah, something like that)) maybe it's connected to the thought that I really need to renew my passport now, because I turned 20.
and a werewolf... well, that's a different story)))

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#4246
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I want to become darkness, black death, an unknown creature that terrifies all the little people.
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Except the ones we've made
#4247
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For clarity: a message on VKontakte itself cannot contain a virus, but it can easily contain a link to a virus. Is there anyone here who uses a Sony Ericsson smartphone? I would like to chat about these devices, maybe share some software.
O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.


G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
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#4248
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Once upon a time, there was an Orcish tribe. They lived by bloodshed: raiding peaceful human settlements, and killing random travelers for no reason... and they treated them cruelly... Let's not go into details. The tribe also killed demons and undead; this was their main task. But there was one Orc among them who was special. He wasn't as enthusiastic about killing demons, nor was he as eager to destroy the undead. The only thing he still did was kill people. He also had another peculiarity: he was a werewolf. An Orc-werewolf, capable of transforming into a huge, terrifying Wolf at will. He could control the transformations from birth; he doesn't know how. No one suspected his second life.
Soon, the Orc-werewolf got tired of killing demons, and he decided to leave the tribe. He decided to do it at night, transforming into a Wolf. But suddenly, when he had already transformed, demons attacked the tribe. There was no time to transform back, because the huge demon rushing towards the Wolf had some suspicious intentions. He had to attack it in wolf form. Soon, the demons were defeated, and the Orcs were in no hurry to kill the Wolf, who had destroyed more than anyone else. And that beast looked at them menacingly and ran into the forest.
And he wandered for a long time... aimlessly, hoping to meet his destiny... until destiny met him.
**I walked for a long time. Then I see – a dragon! Can you imagine – a Black one! At first, I wanted to tear it to pieces as a wolf, then I laughed a little at that thought... Thought #2: I'm doomed. No, I don't want that... Suddenly, a third thought: who cares about the dragon, what's so special – it scared me... I'm going to die anyway, dragons will kill wolves faster... I won't escape... I rummaged through my inventory, found a couple of useful potions, even some scrolls. But what's the use of these scrolls – black dragons are immune to all magic... I pulled out my Orcish axe and went to chop the dragon into pieces! Well, not exactly into pieces... Anyway, I ran around for a long time. And then the dragon ate me. But when it swallowed me, I tore its throat, it was a weak spot. That's it. If anyone wants a detailed description, write to my email. I got a couple of valuable trophies, and then one witch whispered something to me, and I got some cool artifacts.** [narrator knocks out the Wolf: Enough, you chatterbox!]
And the Orc began to wander again... One day, he wandered into a city of demons, went to a tavern, caused a commotion, went to another tavern. There he met a necromancer. The Wolf immediately felt a great power in him. The necromancer gave the werewolf some parchment and immediately teleported him. Come at midnight to War Alley– the Orc read on the parchment.
And now he is standing in front of the necromancer.
- My name is Denminator. I want to tell you some truth about yourself.
- ... ??? !!!
- First, you are a demon.
- !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- Secondly…
- What?! I'm not a demon, I'm an Orc!
- And partly a demon. I see it in you. You have been part Orc, part demon, and part werewolf since birth. You just look like an ordinary Barbarian.
- What?! How do you…
- I know a lot, - the necromancer continued calmly. I saw this strange mixture in you at first glance. Secondly, you can transform…
a demon stood before the necromancer.
- Wow! - growled the demon. - Can I turn into him? That's cool. I'll tear everyone up!!!
- Don't rush, there will be time for mental exercises. Also, you…
- WARNING!!! ATTACK!!! PATHETIC HUMANS!!!!! EVERYONE TO ARMS!!!
<>**AY! I was thrown somewhere, probably by some evil people, they are throwing fireballs at everyone. I went to fight in demonic form. It was interesting to be a demon! I tore people to shreds, but there were so many of them, like undead, but we were still holding out.
And then they drove me... into a dark corner, they brought a dragon with them, an emerald one... It clearly had very humane intentions, which I didn't like very much. Well, I have experience in destroying dragons. But I didn't have steel with me, there was nothing to stab in the throat. No, I can do it with my hands, of course... Too late, I thought for a long time: here is its mouth rushing towards me...
And then something incredible happened: the dragon was thrown back, everyone around was thrown back, and I became very big, in an unusual way... Then it dawned on me: I transformed into a dragon myself!
Then there was a very cool battle in the sky: I bit the emerald one, the emerald one bit me. It bit my wing, it hurt, and I bit its throat out of anger. No more elven dragon!
Then I fainted...** [narrator whispers a lullaby]
And Denminator told the werewolf that the Wolf can transform into all living beings he has killed, even into dragons, people, trolls... It turned out that Denminator is the leader of the Alliance of the Undead clan. He invited the Wolf to the clan, and he agreed.
Thus, Cr@zy Wolf appeared in the Alliance.


this is about what I wanted to become)) the story of my coming to the clan))
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#4249
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cyclops xD
y
P.S. I haven't read the story.

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#4251
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Tore the throat of a Chaos Demon, yeah right :rolleyes:
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#4253
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It would be awesome if someone like that joined a forum-based RPG.
aka Sir Holmes aka David Jones.
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#4255
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Does anyone want to create a small FRPG?
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Except the ones we've made