13sparx13 Member
Psionic time wizard with a laser gun
- Last Seen: 2 yrs ago
- Old Guild Username: 13sparx13
- Joined: 12 yrs ago
- Posts: 182 (0.04 / day)
- VMs: 0
-
Username history
- 13sparx13 12 yrs ago
Status
User has no status, yet
Bio
I like me some sci-fi/fantasy, and am unfortunately not the wordiest when it comes to IC.
Most Recent Posts
Hm. I hadn't seen that the first time. Or the second time. Or any time until you mentioned it. I need to pay more attention. :P
Joseph was talking/attempting to talk to Sparks' group, if that was unclear. He can't do anything until someone respond to him, or if I just say that they couldn't hear him, which I should've done earlier because of the lack of posting.
Actually, I've read the entire RBGY arc. I just haven't been able to get some past that. But now I have the site you linked, so I can catch read 'em all!
Will our pokémon be limited to the stupid four moves at a time rule? I hadn't thought about that till now.
You can puppet Oak, by the way. He's not actually my character, and I can't make his reply to all the characters.
):
Could you give me a tab/chord sheet/sheet music for this?
Covered in gore, Joseph continued slashing at the pack of snakes, almost dead. He jumped back, whipping out a health potion, restoring himself to a decent amount. One left... he thought, wincing in pain. Realism was fun. Until you got severe cuts. At that point, it was just an adrenaline activator. No time to think, he threw his dagger at the snake, slicing its digital brain cleanly across the center, not a pixel off. How the hell did he do that? Staring at his own hands, he knew that he couldn't just throw a knife randomly and hit his target absolutely perfectly. Who cared, truthfully? What mattered was that he did do it. "VC: Screenshot image, time: negative ten seconds. VC: Abort command: previous. VC: Record kill, last." However he did it, it was getting saved in all its 4320p glory.
He walked over, retrieving his humming dagger. Checking his HUD, he looked at his kill statistics. [Pheasant: 14, Tunnel Snake: 19] Oh, come on. One short? That was going to be fixed soon. Telltale rumble beginning almost immediately, just as he was closing the screen. A toothy maw drilled out of the ground less than an inch from his toes, uprooting bits of ground under his foot, and his cloak, heavy as it was, literally going straight out the opposite of what gravity said it should. This wasn't a normal tunnel snake... This was thrice his size, towering above his head. [Tunnel Snake {L10}] Holy snap! Level ten? But there was a crucial weakness that he could see: It couldn't move fast except for coming out of the ground. That could be seen by anyone. He ran up yelling, "Poison Edge!" in a cliched anime manner. Did saying it even matter? This game relied mostly on thought based interaction, so he didn't think so. Nonetheless, it still looked pretty cool. Slashing at the beast's hide several times, it reared back, and slammed down like an enormous, scaly whip. With the cloak on, he couldn't dodge the thick body, not to mention the still dangerous shock wave, and was left at the least HP he'd ever seen besides zero. Still, he should have his sneak ability. He crept into the tall grass and drank a health potion. Then another. This thing was more than he could handle. Running away, he spotted some other players killing snakes. "Hey!," he yelled, "Could I join you guys?"
He walked over, retrieving his humming dagger. Checking his HUD, he looked at his kill statistics. [Pheasant: 14, Tunnel Snake: 19] Oh, come on. One short? That was going to be fixed soon. Telltale rumble beginning almost immediately, just as he was closing the screen. A toothy maw drilled out of the ground less than an inch from his toes, uprooting bits of ground under his foot, and his cloak, heavy as it was, literally going straight out the opposite of what gravity said it should. This wasn't a normal tunnel snake... This was thrice his size, towering above his head. [Tunnel Snake {L10}] Holy snap! Level ten? But there was a crucial weakness that he could see: It couldn't move fast except for coming out of the ground. That could be seen by anyone. He ran up yelling, "Poison Edge!" in a cliched anime manner. Did saying it even matter? This game relied mostly on thought based interaction, so he didn't think so. Nonetheless, it still looked pretty cool. Slashing at the beast's hide several times, it reared back, and slammed down like an enormous, scaly whip. With the cloak on, he couldn't dodge the thick body, not to mention the still dangerous shock wave, and was left at the least HP he'd ever seen besides zero. Still, he should have his sneak ability. He crept into the tall grass and drank a health potion. Then another. This thing was more than he could handle. Running away, he spotted some other players killing snakes. "Hey!," he yelled, "Could I join you guys?"
"Oh, I just heard about Professor Willow's new challenge, and I wanted to see for myself how it was going! I was quite the trainer back in my day, I'm sure you've heard," Oak replied, with his normal grin still plastered on his face. "And Treize here has studied pokémon all his life with me. Speaking of studying, I'm sure that there are some pokémon here that I can't find back in Kanto or Vesryn."At the mention of his name, Treize gave a small, acknowledging nod. "And while Ash and his friends are good enough at catching pokémon, they're not quite as good when it comes to variety, and often are more interested in the Pokémon Leagues than finding more information on pokémon," Oak continued, only at that moment thinking that Herschel would have a reply.
The new avatars are fine, but finding my own posts wont be fun. :/
© 2007-2026