The Last Poster Wins! [v21]

[Neo Emolga]

We really need to get Tazz to bring back the RPing in this thread.

As weird and as zany as I can be, trying to compete against sheer, utter randomness of that dude is going to be difficult, but I could at least try. I MUST SET MY SIGHTS HIGHER!!!

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*You find yourselves in the middle of a ruined post-apocalyptic city. Building shells fill the landscape and piles of rubble are everywhere. The skies are dark and red like blackened chicken. Your phone reception is dead. And you haven't charged the battery for the past two hours and because you were looking at memes that whole time, that's dead too. You see a Denny's nearby but you decide to ignore it because you can't check the Yelp reviews and you're a brave warrior/magician/warlock/lawyer, but you're not that brave.*

*You suddenly notice a chubby Buneary approach you. His name is Bob and he's wearing a New England Patriots jersey. He hasn't washed it for a while because last week someone dumped his stuff out of the washer at the Laundromat and replaced it with their own. He looks aghast when he notices you, but then he nods and realizes it is DESTINY that brought you here. He then hands each of you a powerful, magical relic. It's a fidget spinner.*

"My friends, my friends, you couldn't have come at a better time!" Bob exclaims looking all panicky like he's been looking for the bathroom for the past hour and a half. "The Dark Lord! He has risen to power once again and-!"

*Suddenly, a giant Nike shoe falls from the dark heavens surrounded by a sea of question marks and Bob can't escape in time. SPLAT goes the Buneary. The black rain falls. The dark SPAMbot gh943jdsl and its cohort, Socially Apocalyptic GGG, attack!

*This ends the Tutorial early. Okay, just spin the magical fidget spinner, choose whatever class you'd like, and have at it.*

Your commands are as follows:

>FIGHT
>TALK
>ITEM
>RUN
>YODEL
>MyStErY fUn!!!!! :D :D ;3