Roleplay: The Six Thrones

[Shockwave]

What did I do wrong?

 

[dgdas9]

What did I do wrong?

Shouldn't it be "You ARE a human?"

 

[Shockwave]

Oh yea!

 

[dgdas9]

Increadible: I know more about a foreign language than a native speaker. Self esteeme +1

 

[ThatOneSlowking]

OOC:

http://notopic.freeforums.org/the-grammar-education-thread-t64.html

Read it again.

You...had...to...*has grammar siezure*
YOU'RE NOT YOUR
FJEBEWIONVHWERIUNEVWFIHUNFRV
[/rantover]
Oh yeah, and btis is OOC

IC: luke continues on his journey, but is captured by creatures from the desert in Star Wars*

OOC: *= I forgot their names. I can have a bit of fun, can I?

 

[PhantomRage]

"Ha ha ha, Puny Human"
I grab Shadum's head, and twist it. His neck breaks and he drops down dead

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I drift out of the mad imaginations I have sometimes.
"Wait. Your human?" I ask
"You are not one of us. A son of a God?" I say
Damn, if this guy really is human, he now knows I am the son of a god

(OOC : I hope I'm not too confused, but I will assume in this post that "You are not one of us. A son of a god?" I say" is what I am saying )

"Yes, kind of assuming that since you came out of a metal box from the sky!" Shadum says.

Shadum has never seen metal forged such finely, and so artistically, and the fact it appeared spontaneously from the sky, or so he assumes. He can only be confused by the metal box itself. Off in the distance, however, Shadum notices a lone figure walking towards towards the pod. He also notices a caravan of *whatever Slowking thinks are the Star Wars creature ; I never watched Star Wars * staying covertly under the bushes, but not stealthy enough to escape Shadum's eye.

Shadum later nudges the space-man who came out of the metal box.

"Hey, you see that person, and the caravan?"

 

[ThatOneSlowking]

OOC: god would not be capitalized in htis context

 

[Shockwave]

OOC: They are Jawas!