@NekoJordan Maybe Burning Spirit can meet the MK-2 there and they can fight Jesster together? (Not as part of an IC plan, just coincidence.)
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I like telling engaging stories with cool people :)
Collaboration and teamwork are very important to me when telling a story- I could write any genre as long as the group dynamic is healthy.
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Victor ceased the movement of his left hand, which was now holding a dart made of pure darkness. He squinted as he tossed the dart at a dart board made of the same substance. "Bulls eye!" Victor looked over his shoulder at Mithias, already having forgotten about Gabriel's offer. "Couldn't have worded it better myself." Another dart appeared in Victor's hand as he glanced at Gabriel. "Wanna play?" He threw that dart at the board without waiting for an answer, just as another one appeared in his hand.
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Isaiah leaned on the railing of a balcony, overlooking the several acres of land that he owned from the second story of what was the Snow Estate. A large, impressive display of Gothic style stonework.
The Snow Estate had been Isaiah's home for his whole life. The psychic realized with displeasure that today was Sunday. Isaiah walked back inside the walls of his home, shutting the door behind him.
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Isaiah stood within his workshop, contemplating the twisted mess of rusted metal and tangled wires that was the Blizzard MK-1. "Four years you served me buddy, back then you were controlled with a a re-purposed PS3 controller and a really good wireless connection. We've come far since then." Isaiah reached into the pile of scrap metal and pulled out what looked like a mechanical skull, which was missing it's lower jaw and had one red eye hanging out of it's socket by a wire. "Say hello to your new brother." The creator of the original Blizzard MK-1 carried it over to a set of closed steel doors. Isaiah set the MK-1 head on a stool and pressed a button on a nearby panel, causing the doors to slide open. Suspended in the air by metal clamps attached to a wall was the Blizzard MK-2. "Pretty cool huh pal? The only process we still need to complete is a field test." Isaiah liked to think that he saw a sparkle in the MK-1's eye. He pretended to hear it say, "You've come far, I'm proud of you, Mr. Snow." Of course it didn't though, Isaiah has been alone since he was fourteen.
The Snow Estate had been Isaiah's home for his whole life. The psychic realized with displeasure that today was Sunday. Isaiah walked back inside the walls of his home, shutting the door behind him.
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Isaiah stood within his workshop, contemplating the twisted mess of rusted metal and tangled wires that was the Blizzard MK-1. "Four years you served me buddy, back then you were controlled with a a re-purposed PS3 controller and a really good wireless connection. We've come far since then." Isaiah reached into the pile of scrap metal and pulled out what looked like a mechanical skull, which was missing it's lower jaw and had one red eye hanging out of it's socket by a wire. "Say hello to your new brother." The creator of the original Blizzard MK-1 carried it over to a set of closed steel doors. Isaiah set the MK-1 head on a stool and pressed a button on a nearby panel, causing the doors to slide open. Suspended in the air by metal clamps attached to a wall was the Blizzard MK-2. "Pretty cool huh pal? The only process we still need to complete is a field test." Isaiah liked to think that he saw a sparkle in the MK-1's eye. He pretended to hear it say, "You've come far, I'm proud of you, Mr. Snow." Of course it didn't though, Isaiah has been alone since he was fourteen.
@MellyNyan "You can say that again." Kory sighs as well. "So, what power did you apply for?"
@The ghost in black A psychic robot.
@NekoJordan Thanks for accepting me. :)
@MellyNyan I've never even had a real family before, at least not in a long time... Kory pretended not to hear her last comment. "I'll have to think about that. I've always wanted to just travel around the whole country and do whatever I want. No rules but my own."
@KatherinWinter Alright then. My first IC post is now up. :)
Alistair was walking up to the gates of the castle, strangely in a calm mood for once. Madness hasn't interfered in his daily life in quite a while, and Alistair found himself smiling. He was finally going to get some answers as to what was going on and maybe even get this damn creature out of his head.
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