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About TheWilySpookster

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    Liberator of Knowledge
  • Birthday December 29

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    The Wily Spookster(#6462)

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    Mission Viejo, California
  • Interests
    Writing, Film, The Great Old Ones
  • Occupation
    Part-Time Deity

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  1. Three years on Valucre.


    1. supernal


      Happy valnniversary!

    2. Mickey Flash

      Mickey Flash

      3 year Valnniversary.  Awesome. 😎

  2. TheWilySpookster

    Two Horny Men Meet Wet Women

    A whale beached itself on the shore of Port Kyros. It’s titanic bulk left it immobile, lying on the warm sand. Weak, inefficient limbs made no effort to try and drag itself further up the beach, nor to push itself back into the ocean, where it belonged. Shcxay Signowr, son of The King of the Deep, and Tidecaller of Nymeria, felt just like a beached whale. But where the colossal mammal would accept its fate and waste away, in spite of the few meters between it and the beckoning surf that could save its life, Shcxay had no choice but to press on. For Nymeria, and his own self-worth. The Tidecaller kneeled on the beach, the act of leaving the water having taken its toll on his frail body. Inhaling deeply, twin membranous air sacs inflated at either side of his throat. Wheeze after wheeze came and went, Shcxay’s respirator working harder than it ever had to beneath the sea. “This despicable contraption…” A despicable contraption indeed, but solely responsible for his continued existence, whether it be sea or land. A few more moments of acclimation passed before Shcxay finally arose. A bright blue gem set in a coral circlet upon his brow began to gleam with unearthly light. He stood up, acting as if he were pulled up by invisible strings. At last the Tidecaller was at his full height, the vestments of his position and his condition now within sight. The massive, chitinous apparatus around Shcxay’s throat would of course draw the most attention. It’s bulk was unignorable, and it’s respiratory functions caught the eye with little effort. He was known as Half-Breath behind his back amongst the rank and file of Nymeria’s military. Something as unfit beneath the waves as it was above them. A dark grey cloak billowed over the Tidecaller’s dark blue armor, a custom model reinforced even more than the standard. A stole bearing the insignia of the Mage Corps hung over both shoulders. Finally, he wore a heavily armored set of greaves, with a wide set of boots that gave the appearance of elephant’s feet. Though they looked unwieldy, they aided greatly in balance. Through all these adornments, Shcxay, beached whale that he was, became capable of that which was never meant to be in his power to do. The effort was immense, and the means rather pathetic to watch, but it was done nonetheless. The look of being tugged about on strings never left the Tidecaller, his manner of locomotion appearing to be more akin to floating. He drifted alongside his Father and Aunt into Port Kyros, eyes darting about from subject to subject, eyeing passers-by, buildings, and anything else that piqued his interest. His curiosity was not lost on anyone, with many a citizen being treated to an almost predatory smirk as he studied them. At last they arrived at their destination, and shuffled in towards a large dining table. He watched as his Aunt sat down, and began making his way to her side. As he made his way over, the Tidecaller delivered a sideways glance towards the surface-dweller emissaries across from his family. Feeling in need of a power play, Shcxay made a brief gesture with his hand, muttering some barely audible incantation under his breath. The chair beside his Aunt slowly sailed through the air, twisting around him before settling down behind him. He sat down, repeated his previous motions, and floated towards the table. A rather petty display, but a Nymerian’s pride is often grander than the stunts they pull to uphold it. The Tidecaller leered across the table as his Aunt spoke. “Yes, introductions, I am absolutely thrilled to see how your kind introduces themselves. Will it be simple, yet strong willed? Bombastic and long-winded? Oh, I am quite literally dying slowly in this seat as my water reserves drain away, waiting to find out. It’s quite exciting.”
  3. TheWilySpookster

    I heard you like Magic Books. (Hub Now Open!)

    Ooh, a personal summons. This was certainly unexpected and unplanned, but I shall accept it regardless.

    Wanna clean some of these up?


  5. TheWilySpookster

    [A Dysfunctional Family Saga] Act I: A School of Sharks

    “Oh God...Sherri, I didn’t want you to have to see me this way, why aren’t you still at work?”
  6. TheWilySpookster

    [A Dysfunctional Family Saga] Act I: A School of Sharks

    “My purpose is to have a turbulent relationship ending in heartbreak with the fucking concrete! Now get out of the splash zone, I refuse to have Sherri hate me even more for staining her childrens’ nice white clothes.”
  7. TheWilySpookster

    [A Dysfunctional Family Saga] Act I: A School of Sharks

    “Listen to your kids, Smith! You’re worth more to us alive than you are dead, that should be enough to make you feel like you’ve got a purpose.” The man said, lighting a cigarette.
  8. TheWilySpookster

    [A Dysfunctional Family Saga] Act I: A School of Sharks

    “I’m sure your mother put aside a savings account for you, Tim. She’s always prepared for these kinds of things unlike your failure of a father, which she just had to keep reminding me of as I was signing the divorce papers!”
  9. TheWilySpookster

    [A Dysfunctional Family Saga] Act I: A School of Sharks

    “There’ll be plenty of time to wallow in your own mediocrity later, right now we need to hop on the smart watch fad before it’s too late!” The man shouted.
  10. TheWilySpookster

    [A Dysfunctional Family Saga] Act I: A School of Sharks

    ”Sherri divorced me, my life is falling apart!” Smith sobbed.
  11. TheWilySpookster

    [A Dysfunctional Family Saga] Act I: A School of Sharks

    Down in the front yard, a sour-looking man in a business suit watches the man on the roof with disdain. “Get off of that roof, Smith! I need you as a trustee in my new startup company!”
  12. I got a car.

  13. Happy Birthday to me.

    1. Mickey Flash

      Mickey Flash

      Happy Birthday! :kiss:

    2. Artificer


      Was perusing through the forums and I found this --

      So happy birthday!

  14. TheWilySpookster

    OoC I: The Abbadon Triumvirate

    I’m up for attending.
  15. Well, it’s that time of the year again. It’s been almost two-and-a-half years since I found myself on this site, and every Christmas Eve I’ve made an effort to say some words about thankfulness, appreciation, and other similar sentiments all while trying to include all the wonderful people I’ve befriended up to that point(and not just because it means more likes on the status update). I’m going to make that same effort, but I’m not sure if there’s much I could say that would tread any ground I haven’t already covered in the past.

    When I first came to Val, I was just a guy. A guy who before then had a moderate interest in writing, and whose only role playing experience was through Skype with a couple friends. Dissatisfied with the experience after awhile, I decided to search up a site where I could roleplay in a vast and established world. And so, in 2015 when I myself was only fifteen, and within five months would be sixteen, I signed up for Valucre, introducing myself with a quote from A Clockwork Orange. The rest, as they say, was history. I began as some guy with no prior roleplay experience, nor much writing experience in general, managed to impress people who learned how young I was, all while not quite understanding what was so impressive in the first place. Today, sitting in a Walmart break room, four days away from being an adult in the eyes of the law, I’ve become...what have I become? Better? Arguable at best. I’m sure the quality of my writing has improved to some degree, but I still remain the same, amateur, inexperienced writer I arrived as. So what has changed, aside from my age and maturity? Well, I certainly have more friends than I did before I came to Val. I’ve got more friends than I did last Christmas as well. I think that’s probably all that matters, having more friends. That’s what’ll stick with me, not the threads I’ve participated in, nor the lore I’ve written, neglected, and abandoned. But the relationships forged as a result of working on them. 

    Merry Christmas.

    @supernal @Mickey Flash @Jotnotes @Fae @Deus Ex Aizen @Lacernella Rubra @Avvercus @The Hound @Howlykin @Trexasle @MrDoubleSunday @PandaHat @Mag @Maveranne @Lilium(It never lets me find you)

    If I’ve forgotten anyone near and dear to my heart, then may my figgin be placed on a spike.

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    2. supernal


      Happy holidays man. Thanks for the kind words in general and the best gift I could get is the knowledge that the little roleplay site I helped cobble together has given some lasting experiences to it's members so thank you for that 

    3. Lacernella Rubra

      Lacernella Rubra

      <3 You always say the most interesting things, Spook. I am thankful for you. 

    4. TheWilySpookster