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    1. Aether Spawn 10 yrs ago

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Hey hey..... What do you call clothes made of silver???

Silverwear~ :D!!!

Lame jokes aside, I welcome you to my young, clueless profile. I'm sure it is pretty barren at this point as I'm timid-ish but feel free to say hello! Currently in college, so forgive my sporadic posting if that is why you're here. I'll try to get to it when I can. Erm.... Anything I can help you wish, just shoot me a PM or something. Best of wishes; greatest of luck; most of fun.

- Aether Spawn (<.< ew.... what a bad name....)

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@Loki Odinson Sorry, I meant he was up there with Ezio, who I assumed was on the rafters? You can just knock him down, it would be easy to do given Buck isn't as much of an acrobat.
Sorry, bad mention in last post xD.... fixed.

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All these smash characters, I feel like we need a sonic

Level: 1
Day: One
Location: Tetris Castle Reception
Interaction: @Loki Odinson (cup cakes), @Hylozoist (frog legs), @Holy Soldier (cake)
Mention: @Hostile (frosted hand)


Buck was just about to duck back into cover when he saw his good pal Freeman use his tech to catch a flying piece of bread. Unfortunately, that wasn't the only one and immediately his head jerked to the side as the dough ball plopped off his helmet. Now, Buck understood this fight was all in good fun, but the acrobat was pushing his luck. Buck picked up a nearby chocolate cake cake and looked sadly at his plate of deviled eggs as he exchanged them for ... frog legs? Buck shrugged; it seemed like it was the only other ammo nearby and he supposed it didn't really matter in the scheme of things.

Watching his friend take off, Buck aimed his cake in prep for covering fire in case someone wanted to make a mad dash at him. Splitting his attention as he kept an eye on the acrobat. Ezio seemed to be talking to his dead friend, which made a good chance to change his aim at him. Buck would've fired if it wasn't that all of the sudden Freeman was back again, tapping his shoulder. Buck nodded in confirmation on what Freeman had gestured, understanding the main threat Mario. Noting to lose, he threw the cake straight at Mario. The cherry on top sliding off as it flipped forward while traveling through the air. Buck looked down at his glove, noticing some frosting had stuck to his hand. He rested his frosted hand on Freeman's shoulder about to say something, but his partner's reaction told him all he needed to know.

Buck immediately launched himself forward, using his thrusters to push himself faster as he ran from his attacker scooping up a tray of cup cakes on his way. He found himself in the vicinity of his first target, sprawled on the floor. He paused, looking at his frog legs for a second, and placed them in memorial on the body. "Shame to lose such a wonderful ... er, creature, in the tragedy of war." Buck armed his now free hand with cup cakes as he broke out in a sprint at Ezio. He fired off a couple of cup cakes as he ran and kept the last two of the bunch, one in each hand. He continued charging forward, using a table as a spring board before activating his thrusters to close in on his target. Buck grabbed hold and pulled himself up in one swift motion as he faced his opponent with fists full of cup cakes in a defensive stance. It wasn't the best place for him to fight, but he was still confident he could win a one on one brawl with the guy. "That was a good shot with the dough ball, though I think you need to take better care at who you aim at. What do you say me and you end this quarrel hand to hand? Fist one to hit the ground?" Buck jabbed forward in rapid succession twice, launching both his cup cakes forward aimed at the middle of Ezio's body.
(P)Damage - 3
(P)Defense - 2
(M)(E)Damage - 1
(M)(E)Defense - 1
Dexterity - 3
Crit - 0%
XP ////////// (0/10)
Agreed. Deff one the best starwars, especially if you liked the original trilogy.

anywho, i just got back from graduation, so i'mma try to get a post up before the ending post. I know i have some hits to acknowledge...
Well it is his call on what all counts. Could easily place all unconfirmed hits as actual hits, just lost in the heat of battle.
@Hylozoist
NOOOOOOooooooooooooooo D: What Have I done???? I have done a thing most foul......

I will avenge you Quina ..... ;-;
Please Excuse My Dear Aunt Sally...

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Although, is everyone really ok with language? I don't mind it myself but I wanted to make sure no one has a strong will against it. xD

Level: 1
Day: One
Location: Tetris Castle Reception
Interaction: @Loki Odinson, @Hylozoist, @Hostile, @Gentlemanvaultboy, @Holy Soldier, @Lmpkio, @SuddenSardines
Mention: @WasteOfFood


"Oh-ho no you don't."Buck activated his thrusters, anticipating a bigger first attack, but the war had indeed started. He jettisoned away out of the bread's path and noticed the pair on far side as well as Freeman's attempt for defense. At the end of his evasion, Buck reach out and grabbed a pitcher of lemonade with one hand and a slice of cake with the other. Lobbing the cake as far as he could at strange creature he originally thought as part of the service staff, Quina, while he splashed up the lemonade half-heartedly between him the Italian circus guy, Ezio, fearing his actions were a second attack from the obvious team. Buck dropped the pitcher and made a break for it, running toward the guy ballsy enough to pull out a weapon. He just hoped it wasn't anything dangerous, but the guy looked experienced enough not to do anything that crazy. Buck grabbed a few tables and overturned them before forging together a small triangular fort along side Freeman's hiding spot and jumping in.

“Nice piece of tech there. Gunnery Sergeant Buck, pleasure. I don't suppose you know any good recipes of war?" He wasn't really sure who was the bigger threat was, but preferred to stay clean while the kids had their fun. He glanced out of cover as he grabbed a dish of deviled eggs and a couple of pies, taking in the development of the fight as well as keeping an eye on the acrobat. Taking the opportunity, Buck set down the eggs and launched the two cream pies over the heads of Mario and the rest of the gang. He followed suit with his knife, throwing and hitting pies above the group’s head causing them to split and splatter down a rain of lemon meringue and broken pie crusts. His knife traveled through, sticking into the wall. He’d have to retrieve it once it was over.
(P)Damage - 3
(P)Defense - 2
(M)(E)Damage - 1
(M)(E)Defense - 1
Dexterity - 3
Crit - 0%
XP ////////// (0/10)

Level: 1
Day: One
Location: UNSC FOB - Tetris Castle Reception
Interaction: @Qbert
Mention: @PotatoBall


"Great job on your mission, team. As much as I'm sure you all would love to get back to work, we will take over from here. We will instruct you for you next assignment as the need arrives. Dismissed."

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"Well, wasn't that a climatic end to our heroic journey? Chief's safe and we made it back just in time for Taco Tuesday while the threat still looms outside our window. I swear, if they were any more pig headed, they'd win first prize at the fair."


"Calm down Buck; besides, I believe you offered the first round of drinks."

"Ha, I don't suppose you'd accept a rain check would you? I doubt their are any good bars in this neighborhood, and I'd rather not-"

"Alright, alright. Look, I'm sure Locke would appreciate it if we were ready by the time he needed us to move. Gear up, then we can spend our time on Buck's dime."

"Heh, whatever you say. But I get to choose the place."

Osiris split to go to their separate quarters, leaving Buck to his own devices. He knew they would be called back to it before long. He quickly gathered his gear and readied his weapons before noticing a small floating cloud making its way towards him. He lowered his hand to his sidearm, but knew this shouldn't be any real threat. Quickly the cloud approached, stopping a few feet in front of Buck. Lakitu promptly popped out from the cloud, handing out his letter. "You wouldn't be related to Vergil, would you?" Buck took the letter and watched as the lakitu flew off as quickly as it left. He stared at the paper in his hands, opening it despite his gut telling him not to.

"Yes or no, huh? Seems to me like a job for Cheif, but I suppose he has his own job to do." Not really too keen on letting the dust settle on his boots, Buck gathered his gear and donned his helmet before circling his answer on the paper. He was a soldier, it was is job to fight. Though, he didn't bother gathering the others in case they were happened to be called away to assist Locke. The letter did its magic and Buck ready-as-always stepped forward, teleported to a different world.

The trip was pretty casual; technically different from anything he was used to, but a moment upon arrival to catch his breath and he was ready to move out. He took in the pretty castle scenery. It was all sturdy and clean; nothing like the war zone he expected to be dropped off into like he would have back in his own world. 'Own world.' That thought threw him for a loop. He quickly ran though the fact that there could be countless others to arrive with, before, and after him; all from different universes and looking nothing alike. Bad guys could prove to be a bit harder to pinpoint here, but he assumed he was probably safe for now.

Looking up, he noticed the orange creature coming to meet him. Buck honestly had no clue what the creature was saying, but figured it for an assistant for whoever sent the letter. Buck followed, keeping his hands on his weapon, and walked to the elevator only to have the little guy disappear on him. Buck copied him and found him once more in another place, though this time with little men running every witch away. One more squawk from Qbert and Buck just nodded. Obviously he was here to wait, though it didn't seem like he was the only one.

Buck ignored the food, other than noting its existence and focused on the group of people ahead. They seemed quite friendly, but didn't look like they normally belonged together. Those guys were probably his new fireteam. He just hoped they could hold their own. He didn't really recognize anyone there, until a certain plumber decided to throw a potato ball. Stashing away his weapons and reattaching his helmet, fearing what would happen next. It seems formal greetings might have to wait.
Dang, sorry everyone. I seem to have fell asleep xD. Looks good though. I'll be joining in now.
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