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5 yrs ago
Current I remember being on this website all the time. Where does the time go
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6 yrs ago
Buying GF with Fall Guys crowns please pm me if interested
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6 yrs ago
I'm going to beat you to death
6 yrs ago
Today on bottom gear
6 yrs ago
Dear diary, I shat myself to destroy the libs.
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@LadyRunic Sounds good. Now that I'm looking at the posts, kinda worried my writing won't measure up, I'll give it a go anyways, just a little worried.
I'll throw in my hat, throw together a CS, do the stuff. Time to do a wiki-walk.
@Wernher guilty, hahaha. Everyone just had such good posts, i don't think I'm a good enough writer for that level of talent.

@SpookySquid I'd be interested in all ideas
Interested.
@Almosegosum That speech Malacoda gave worked, Khnemu was only reacting as one would to being shot in the face. He's offering to receive the death penalty basically. :P
@Almosegosum

Entering the building, Khnemu was still shirtless and with sand still falling from his skin, adding to the already massive pile. Walking closer to Zatanna and his hound, Khnemu stopped with a tilt of his head when the dog growled, preventing him from getting any closer.

"I understand how my actions could have offended you, I only wish to protect this planet in any way I can, and harming my own people seemed the only course. I swear to you, Malacoda Zatanna, I will not harm another human being in cold blood." Khnemu said, not even eyeing the hound by the sorcerer's side. Khnemu meant it too, he took promises very seriously, it was against a man's moral compass to ignore a promise.

Noticing that Zatanna was bleeding from his mouth, Khnemu attempted to approach, thwapping the ground with his bandages to force the dog away from him, the seemingly weightless strips of fabric left dents in the ground and tossed sand into the air with every hit. Kneeling next to Zatanna, he examined him very closely.

"You are wounded, Malacoda Zatanna. If this is my fault, I must give my apologies. If you wish to kill me in return, I will not fight back, I'm sure it would be pleasurable, and I will suffer no consequences unless my limbs are amputated." He offered in the same monotonous tone of voice as usual, it barely sounded like a kindness coming from him.
@Almosegosum

Khnemu followed every word Malacoda said, terrified of what would happen, his gambit had failed, and now he was at the sorcerer's mercy. The sorcerer spoke of how he wouldn't do such a thing to him, and how Khnemu was right, even as all of his people said the exact opposite and were still just as correct. Such a thought confused Khnemu to no end. Then, just as suddenly as he had been forced from the material plane, he was back again. His mind was aflame with confusion as he thought on what the sorcerer had said, his breaths heavy and long as he gulped down air. Realizing he was still in his demon form, he dispelled it, sending sand into the air around him as he fell to the ground in a three-point landing. Breathing heavily, he stared at the destruction he had caused.

Perhaps he was wrong to kill people in defense of the Earth, perhaps they were just trying to survive, they would learn, he was sure of it. He stood slowly, his shirtless form covered in green paint. Malacoda Zatanna had proven much more enigmatic than he had imagined, a friend, perhaps, maybe Khnemu was hasty to dismiss him so fast, maybe there was hope for this new human ra-

BANG

A bullet struck Khnemu right in the forehead, tearing through his head and embedding itself in the library behind him, blood and sand flew into the air as Khnemu collapsed on his face.

"You've returned, fool of Egypt," a voice spoke to him. Opening his eyes, Khnemu was face to face with Anubis, dog-headed guardian of the underworld and perhaps one of the least friendly gods. Khnemu stumbled to his feet.

"Anubis, god of the dea-"

"Spare me the drivel, follower of Osiris, I will only tolerate your company for a short time, any longer and I will be forced to alert Ra to your presence." Anubis interrupted, his voice deep and echoing. Khnemu did not wish to see Ra, for he might have stayed dead had Ra found him when he had first arrived.

"My apologies, do you happen to know what cast me into your realm?" Anubis chuckled at this question.

"A gun, Khnemu, did your friend Thoth not teach you of them?" He tittered with closed mouth.

"If that is all, then you may return to life, do not force me to see you again." Anubis smacked the ground with his snake-headed staff, and a horde of black locusts surrounded him, covering his eyes and leaving him unable to see, he did not attempt to fight them, as suffering blows was the way of mortals in the land of the gods.

Awakening a moment later to a police officer standing over him, Khnemu shot up and grabbed him by the collar.

"Face the consequences of your actions." Khnemu then held him to the sky and allowed a swirling vortex of air and sand to consume the man. Khnemu removed his hand after two seconds and dispersed the vortex a second later, nothing was left of the man. Standing up, Khnemu walked towards the library, he wished to converse with Doctor Zatanna.
Watching as the speedster horribly failed at killing the minion, Andrew couldn't help but sigh, what the hell had he gotten himself into?

"Momentum! Watch yourself, I'll handle this," he told the younger hero, running over to the minion and smashing him twice with some powerful hammer-blows. Finishing his combination with a powerful punch across the jaw, he shrugged off the bot's cross, which hit at the same time as his own blow.

Ferro Lad - 15 hp. [-2 from punch to the chin.]
Minion-1 - 2 hp. [-6 from Andrew's assault]


Standing at full height and staring at the dented and heavily weakened robot, Andrew looked over at the Daxamite.

"You mind finishing him off? My fists hurt." He japed, smiling under his mask. Perhaps he could get used to being a legionnaire again.
@The Kid Lantern I'll do what I can, sorry for not posting recently, don't have a good excuse other than writer's block.
I'm going to drop out of this actually, I don't think I'll be able to do it justice, best wishes to everyone else.
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