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9 yrs ago
hello there friends I like ice cream
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9 yrs ago
not gonna be around from the 12th to the 17th of august 2017
9 yrs ago
dying under exams so please pardon the lack of posting
10 yrs ago
I'm back and that's that
11 yrs ago
Pulling out from roleplays for a while, hopefully not for too long
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Potato tech????
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Break Neck wasn’t feeling too well. With the battle, at least in the large central area she was in, finished the adrenaline that had been running rampant through Break Necks body was starting to die down a bit. And with the fading of adrenaline pain starting to seep it’s all too familiar way around her body along with the left over odd tingles of electricity that made her muscles twitch slightly uncontrollably.
Chris could do with a long soak in a warm bath. After her visit to the leagues hospital wing of course.
“Yeah, everything’s still here and working.” Chris sat up with a pained groan, throwing away the no longer glowing table cloth with a hateful glare. “Mostly.”
Casting a roving eye over the unconscious or simply deciding to wisely come quietly Chris made an attempt to push herself up off the ground. For a moment it looked as if she might fall back down with eyes bulging and cheeks puffed out reflecting the odd grinding sensation and spasms of pain churning around her midsection. Pushing through the pain with another groan Chris stood up tall, somewhat, clutching her throbbing left arm trying to ignore the stickiness of her blood. And too think just a few hours earlier the worst she’d been concerned about was the large bruise on her cheek.
Ignoring Ocean Warrior, Pariah and Kill shade take out the last of the enemy Chris turned her attention to the Shifter and that other hairy guy near her. “What about you two? Nothing too serious I hope?” Chris hissed with a grimace trying to ignore her own pain.
The hairy guy didn’t seem too bad but Shifter looked a bit worse for wear.
“Hey, can you hear me?” Chris asked Shifter with some concern. She, it, person looked very pale.
Chris could do with a long soak in a warm bath. After her visit to the leagues hospital wing of course.
“Yeah, everything’s still here and working.” Chris sat up with a pained groan, throwing away the no longer glowing table cloth with a hateful glare. “Mostly.”
Casting a roving eye over the unconscious or simply deciding to wisely come quietly Chris made an attempt to push herself up off the ground. For a moment it looked as if she might fall back down with eyes bulging and cheeks puffed out reflecting the odd grinding sensation and spasms of pain churning around her midsection. Pushing through the pain with another groan Chris stood up tall, somewhat, clutching her throbbing left arm trying to ignore the stickiness of her blood. And too think just a few hours earlier the worst she’d been concerned about was the large bruise on her cheek.
Ignoring Ocean Warrior, Pariah and Kill shade take out the last of the enemy Chris turned her attention to the Shifter and that other hairy guy near her. “What about you two? Nothing too serious I hope?” Chris hissed with a grimace trying to ignore her own pain.
The hairy guy didn’t seem too bad but Shifter looked a bit worse for wear.
“Hey, can you hear me?” Chris asked Shifter with some concern. She, it, person looked very pale.
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I'll get a post up tomorrow. Thought I might have been able to but just so tired right now.
Also instead of the whole suddenly robot thing could be more towards replacement limb gets a power boost. So like if they had a prothsetic leg after the awakening it could now act more like an actual limb and they could jump really high and run really fast.
Also instead of the whole suddenly robot thing could be more towards replacement limb gets a power boost. So like if they had a prothsetic leg after the awakening it could now act more like an actual limb and they could jump really high and run really fast.
Kole knew he had made a mistake. He screamed and panicked internally when the GM snapped and the wolves snarled at him, baring their glistening teeth in anticipation. He even took a deep breath when the GM stepped right up to him, almost close enough to hear Koles heart pumping incredibly fast in utter fear.
He shivered at GMs touch and struggled to stare into those malicious eyes. No, not malicious but certainly not benevolent. Resisting the urge to pull away, and driving down the embers of rage at being examined like an interesting thing of the floor, Kole listened with fearful but rapt attention. His stomach did a queasy flip and legs visibly twitched trying to get away from the fingers dragging themselves through his hair. Kole did not like this, he didn’t like this one bit and wished that he could be very far from here and the blackened husks of buildings that seemed to gawp in testament as him.
But the possibility of information kept him in place, in such a small amount of time he had already drawn some answer from GM. It was obvious that the GM was able to summon creatures to wherever he needed them, but not straight into being so far which meant he had a few hidden away somewhere. Furthermore it seemed he wasn’t bound like the rest of them by normal means of travel, such as walking and running, and possibly had a very clear idea of where everything was in terms of the different roleplay ‘worlds’. He had quickly sorted through the rather tangled answer that the GM had given him, fear was a very good motivation to think fast, to conclude that as far as he knew the GM didn’t consider himself to be a program of any kind. However Kole wasn’t quite sure if the matter was closed just yet as did a program even know that it was a program? Kole was very certain he wasn’t a program and stood by that fact resolutely. But still he needed more answers, he needed more information.
“Yeah.” Kole tried to grin after the less than confident strangled laugh he gave. “So you came here by your own accord then? If so that’s an amazing feat of both science and engineering considering that no piece of equipment at the moment, or at least nothing that has been disclosed to the public, can create something even close to this.” He pressed with restrained excitement. “Plus wherever we are evidently has an unusual effect on electrical devices.” A momentary flicker of panic passed over his face as Kole realised he may have said too much.
He shivered at GMs touch and struggled to stare into those malicious eyes. No, not malicious but certainly not benevolent. Resisting the urge to pull away, and driving down the embers of rage at being examined like an interesting thing of the floor, Kole listened with fearful but rapt attention. His stomach did a queasy flip and legs visibly twitched trying to get away from the fingers dragging themselves through his hair. Kole did not like this, he didn’t like this one bit and wished that he could be very far from here and the blackened husks of buildings that seemed to gawp in testament as him.
But the possibility of information kept him in place, in such a small amount of time he had already drawn some answer from GM. It was obvious that the GM was able to summon creatures to wherever he needed them, but not straight into being so far which meant he had a few hidden away somewhere. Furthermore it seemed he wasn’t bound like the rest of them by normal means of travel, such as walking and running, and possibly had a very clear idea of where everything was in terms of the different roleplay ‘worlds’. He had quickly sorted through the rather tangled answer that the GM had given him, fear was a very good motivation to think fast, to conclude that as far as he knew the GM didn’t consider himself to be a program of any kind. However Kole wasn’t quite sure if the matter was closed just yet as did a program even know that it was a program? Kole was very certain he wasn’t a program and stood by that fact resolutely. But still he needed more answers, he needed more information.
“Yeah.” Kole tried to grin after the less than confident strangled laugh he gave. “So you came here by your own accord then? If so that’s an amazing feat of both science and engineering considering that no piece of equipment at the moment, or at least nothing that has been disclosed to the public, can create something even close to this.” He pressed with restrained excitement. “Plus wherever we are evidently has an unusual effect on electrical devices.” A momentary flicker of panic passed over his face as Kole realised he may have said too much.
Respawn? Suddenly flower blooming away and out pops your character?
and now an insight into Kole's thoughts.
shit, fuck, I fucked up. Fuck send help.
shit, fuck, I fucked up. Fuck send help.
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With a deep gasp of wonderful lovely air the darkness that had been creeping across Break Necks vision was banished to where it came and relief flooded through her. But of course the feeling of relief wasn’t to last as before she could even start to stand up, pushing past the waves of nausea that threatened to overwhelm her, they were surrounded once again by henchmen.
“Didn’t I just finish you guys off?” Break Neck muttered in disappointment when she looked up.
Just how many of these guys were there!? Why the heck were they targeting a restaurant? If they were hungry they could’ve just gotten something the MacDonald’s down the road! Heck there was even a bank near there why weren’t they there!? Her rambling internal complaint would’ve continued, teeth grinding away almost audibly, but she was then promptly distracted with the request to start fighting.
While Break Neck happily obliged with the request the shifters sudden grotesque changes had initially caused her some alarm and a deafening bang nearby accompanied the explosion of pain around her arm. With a cry and ringing in her ears Break Neck returned the favour slamming her palm into the nearest henchmen’s shoulder after a quick dash resulting in a satisfying pop and the Henchmen scream with a now useless arm as smoke began to swirl around them, a few of the other henchmen being taken down by her teammates. Dropping down under the incoming fire, and her left hand went down ready to take her weight, and struck out a leg towards another henchmen’s knee caps but ultimately missed.
Break Neck swore loudly from the shards of pain ripping through her arm and it gave out under her dropping her to the ground, a quick glance confirmed her fears and blood dribbled happily from a small hole through her jacket near the middle of her upper arm where the bullet had gone in. Break Neck didn’t want to think about the exit wound right now.
“We’re out numbered.” She shouted through gritted teeth at the others. “We need the others in here.”
“Didn’t I just finish you guys off?” Break Neck muttered in disappointment when she looked up.
Just how many of these guys were there!? Why the heck were they targeting a restaurant? If they were hungry they could’ve just gotten something the MacDonald’s down the road! Heck there was even a bank near there why weren’t they there!? Her rambling internal complaint would’ve continued, teeth grinding away almost audibly, but she was then promptly distracted with the request to start fighting.
While Break Neck happily obliged with the request the shifters sudden grotesque changes had initially caused her some alarm and a deafening bang nearby accompanied the explosion of pain around her arm. With a cry and ringing in her ears Break Neck returned the favour slamming her palm into the nearest henchmen’s shoulder after a quick dash resulting in a satisfying pop and the Henchmen scream with a now useless arm as smoke began to swirl around them, a few of the other henchmen being taken down by her teammates. Dropping down under the incoming fire, and her left hand went down ready to take her weight, and struck out a leg towards another henchmen’s knee caps but ultimately missed.
Break Neck swore loudly from the shards of pain ripping through her arm and it gave out under her dropping her to the ground, a quick glance confirmed her fears and blood dribbled happily from a small hole through her jacket near the middle of her upper arm where the bullet had gone in. Break Neck didn’t want to think about the exit wound right now.
“We’re out numbered.” She shouted through gritted teeth at the others. “We need the others in here.”
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Have fun :3
Let's see if I can churn out a post.
Let's see if I can churn out a post.
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Le sigh. I have an idea for a second character who could work well as a hero but brilliant as a villain >:3
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Dingo said
Also; Jesus, what just happened??? Rift Hound's arm is fucked, Shifter's slinked off to lick her wounds and Break Neck is doing her darndest to impersonate a slowly suffocating wall fixture! Everything took a sudden, horrific turn!
That's what happens wHEN YOU LEAVE THE TOILET SEAT UP YOU UNCULTURED SWINE!
On the plus side she did knock down a whole load of enemies 030
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