Darkstorm Character Classes What are you going to be?
#1
Posted 11 August 2003 - 07:32 PM
I was goning to make this a poll, but there is that maximum 10 answers rule... Plus, Cspace said more will be added, so I guess its for the best. Anyway, what character class are you going to be? I'm going to be a...Ranger! Post what you are going to be.
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#3
Posted 11 August 2003 - 08:21 PM
honestly? no clue:P
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Rrrrrrrrrrrrreal {expletive ninja'd by Cspace} high on drugs."
-- Bill Hicks
"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration. That we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the weather."
-- Bill Hicks
"It's not a war on drugs, it's a war on personal freedom. Keep that in mind at all times."
-- Bill Hicks
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#13
Posted 11 August 2003 - 11:25 PM
Bah, I'd be in the top 10 most powerful, assuming everything is perfectly balanced.
Anyway... I'll probably be a Rogue or summat... but I may change my choice one the "final" list is available. Necro, Spectre, Sorcerer, Ranger, and um... well, most would be cool. In all the RPGs I play, I love all classes... you should have seen my EQ account when I played... had way too many characters. Hmm... I'll have to think about this.
Anyway... I'll probably be a Rogue or summat... but I may change my choice one the "final" list is available. Necro, Spectre, Sorcerer, Ranger, and um... well, most would be cool. In all the RPGs I play, I love all classes... you should have seen my EQ account when I played... had way too many characters. Hmm... I'll have to think about this.
This post has been edited by Phieta: 11 August 2003 - 11:28 PM
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#14
Posted 12 August 2003 - 05:00 AM
Fear me. For I am not there, but I am behind you. Behind you, you say? Dare you to look. What? I'm not there? That is because my blade is at your neck. There is no blade you say? Then what's that cold sweat? Would it be fear? Look above. You're too late. Now my blade is all around you. You cannot escape, nor fight. You cannot see me, only fear me. You will perish here, in this very spot, for you were never meant to survive. Look below.
See your grave?
I'm right beside you. My blade drawn.
You are dead. the fear consumes you, tears you limb from limb, mind from body from soul.
However, I am not near you.
See your grave?
I'm right beside you. My blade drawn.
You are dead. the fear consumes you, tears you limb from limb, mind from body from soul.
However, I am not near you.
#15
Posted 12 August 2003 - 05:03 AM
QUOTE (X Zolon @ Aug 12 2003, 12:00 AM) |
Fear me. For I am not there, but I am behind you. Behind you, you say? Dare you to look. What? I'm not there? That is because my blade is at your neck. There is no blade you say? Then what's that cold sweat? Would it be fear? Look above. You're too late. Now my blade is all around you. You cannot escape, nor fight. You cannot see me, only fear me. You will perish here, in this very spot, for you were never meant to survive. Look below. See your grave? I'm right beside you. My blade drawn. You are dead. the fear consumes you, tears you limb from limb, mind from body from soul. However, I am not near you. |
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