discord.gg/dGyQa Did a Chatroom thing.
AtomicNut
Member
Abusive Contractor
STATUS: I can taste the rainbow! Wait no...it's just blood. 3 mos ago
- Last Seen: 16 hrs ago
- Joined: 11 yrs ago
- Posts: 3418 (0.84 / day)
- VMs: 7
-
Username history
- AtomicNut 11 yrs ago
-
Latest 10 profile visitors:
-
Most recent →
esqueleto,
adncod,
Fetzen,
Ammokkx,
abcbcb,
Lunamaria Hawke,
teenangstlife,
Digmata,
Crusader Lord,
Scrawl Banditta
Status
Recent Statuses
3 mos ago
Current
I can taste the rainbow! Wait no...it's just blood.
3
likes
2 yrs ago
Daylight Saving Times are a conspiracy to sell analgesics and coffee
3
likes
2 yrs ago
My milkshake brings all boys to the yard... good thing I planted mines.
8
likes
2 yrs ago
...Good lord, when was the las time I updated this?
4 yrs ago
BERSERK LIVES
5
likes
Bio
I run on GMT+1 Schedule.
And coffee.
And coffee.
Most Recent Posts
Also EMIYA should also consider going to Athena and the Doggy's side. Fun times!
Athena
Athena blinked twice, as she eyed her Lancer. At the very least he was offering an apology. And then somehow his cute comment made her ancestor mad, as she seemed to ignore her and her own servant and chase another Doggy with a Mole. Mole Doggy? She thought to herself, straining her little head as to think what was happening. She felt like calling her grannyancestor Medea, but from her attitude it was clear she wasn't giving a damn about her.
Plus that mole was funny. She could understand that. Moley moley mole. But even so, Athena was somewhat sad, as she felt like the attention she had once yearned had been cast aside like an used towel. Her cheeks inflated in an exaggerated pout, as she eyed Lancer once more.
"LANCER! I Need chocolate because my granny is after moley moley man!" She yelled as she glared at her own servant. And then it was when she noticed the other servant, with the lance.
"Are you his ex? He's my superdoggy now. So don't interfere, y'hear? Even if you're kinda pretty and have boobs and a red lance too." She said, staring down at the other servant, before beginning to stomp in a huff towards the kitchen. Chocolate healed anger and broken hearts, she had been told once.
@ADamnFiddle@GreenGoat
El Cid
El Cid looked at his master for a few seconds, without emitting a single sound. He was pensative, judging how he stroke his beard, as pondering something. Then, he stretched slowly as he unsheathed his noble phantasms, still in a dormant position.
"Very well, master." El Cid nodded with his head, as he weighted one of his swords, Colada and threw it against the ground next to his master's feet, nailing it against the solid floor due to sheer force.
"Grab your blade." He added as he took a combat stance.
"EN GUARDIA!" He yelled as he charged his own master, faster than the eye could see. He moved at the speed of miracles, and before Cecil knew, the tip of the ominous blade of Tizona was gently poking the skin of his master's neck, without breaking it.
"Practice has no meaning for a servant, my Master. We all are exalted copies of what we were in our prime. As we are now, we are beyond human." El Cid answered. "Do not take me for a fool, Master. I know that your true intention was never ask about the amenities of my past life, but my actual power." He sighed, closing his eyes. "And for some reason, beyond the prying eyes of other magi and servants." He added, taking a few steps back.
It was then when he displayed both blades, clearly for his master to see. "Tizona, the firebrand. And Colada. These are my blades and my power. Know that you have before you what once was know as El Cid, Rodrigo Diaz de Vivar." He nodded. "That should give you an idea of my abilities." He answered, finally sheathing his swords.
@Flamelord
Nero sighed, as she looked at the twintailed maid with the determined expression. Shrugging her shoulders, she advanced towards Aralee, a bored expression in her blue eyes as she closed into what could be interpreted as personal space. "Well then, my senior." Nero asserted, her stance secure as she stood tall. "I only have one day as maid, so this will have to do." She added as her trained hands darted out to meet Aralee's own, and with a firm stance, she drew the other maid's hands towards the front of her apron.
"As you can see, it does fit." Nero replied. I've had to tolerate that twat of Rinaldo for years, not to mention Soulscale is hundreds of times worse. I don't have time for these childish games. She added mentally. "I was trying to bake some elven bread, so I'd appreciate some kind of help, as it is a difficult recipe." She added.
"As you can see, it does fit." Nero replied. I've had to tolerate that twat of Rinaldo for years, not to mention Soulscale is hundreds of times worse. I don't have time for these childish games. She added mentally. "I was trying to bake some elven bread, so I'd appreciate some kind of help, as it is a difficult recipe." She added.
"My, my, Sir Gillian, you're too bold..." Nero smirked as she took the key, carefully storing it in her maid apron. "I acknowledge you have a healthy interest in the flesh that these fancy wrappings hide, but to speak so boldly in front of your cute captain... I don't know what she will think." Nero jeered, as she straightened up, a hand carefully put in her hip. It was when she rolled her eyes, as she grabbed her skirt, and performing an extricate curtsy, excused herself.
"Fret not, I will visit you later, kind Sir... and I will give you what your heart most desires." Nero said, a slightly husky tingue in her voice, just like her sister would have done. Of course, she was referring to the earlier question the man had posed. But Fanilly wouldn't know that. Smiling widely internally, she was beginning to see why her little sister had deigned to put some effort in entering this order, rather than the usual foolish attitude of hers which she had been reviled for in the past. "If you'll excuse me..."
She said, distancing herself from the assorted knights with decided, strong steps. She took several turns with grace and decision, as she opened the door of the kitchen. Sighing, she shrugged.
"Alright, maid for a day, this can't be that difficult. What was the recipe Liliwen used to make, the elven bread?" She said to herself, as she began to browse the assorted ingredients and tools.
"Fret not, I will visit you later, kind Sir... and I will give you what your heart most desires." Nero said, a slightly husky tingue in her voice, just like her sister would have done. Of course, she was referring to the earlier question the man had posed. But Fanilly wouldn't know that. Smiling widely internally, she was beginning to see why her little sister had deigned to put some effort in entering this order, rather than the usual foolish attitude of hers which she had been reviled for in the past. "If you'll excuse me..."
She said, distancing herself from the assorted knights with decided, strong steps. She took several turns with grace and decision, as she opened the door of the kitchen. Sighing, she shrugged.
"Alright, maid for a day, this can't be that difficult. What was the recipe Liliwen used to make, the elven bread?" She said to herself, as she began to browse the assorted ingredients and tools.
@KoL Wanna team up with Cu and Athena? I think I could use another doggy. Or Lancer.
Less doublepost, more ICpost.
No second doggy for Athena. Boo.
Athena can use a second doggy! Yup!
Both picks would be hilarious.
Both picks would be hilarious.
© 2007-2026