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I do not "brainrot". I brainferment so my brain will become even smoother and even more potent than before in its smoothness.
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I live. I die. I live again!
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I was gone for a lot longer than I thought >.>"
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Sorry for my absence! A Volunteering position suddenly turned into a Volunteer Leadership position I was not expecting at all so things have been hectic.
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Look at you posers, having to bang dragons or sell your soul for magic when you could just play a lute for some. Anyways, here's Wonderwall. - Bards
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Interested, been a fan of TLS since the first game lol
Do we have to play as military though?
Do we have to play as military though?
@RomanAria I'm kinda tempted to take you up on that offer XD
I hath posted once more and I demand tribute for my actions. Preferably in the form of money and a time machine. And a date with Emma Watson. And Twinkies with Nutella and strawberries.
Anyone who dares give me baked kale will be shot on sight. Survivors will be shot again. Survivors of that will get a free trip to orbit.
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Anyone who dares give me baked kale will be shot on sight. Survivors will be shot again. Survivors of that will get a free trip to orbit.
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Biahu - Now a Responsible Guardian (?)
"Morning Jim! How's the family?" Baihu waved at the metal detector guard as he walked through it, alerting red sirens that the guard promptly shut off and glared at the Clown Prince of Crime. Baihu greeted several other guards in a similar manner as if they were close friends or family which prompted any manner of glares and foul language. With little Astie next to him, he made sure to give a good scolding to those guards who used bad language, saying there were children nearby. As he finished telling off one guard and lecturing him on 19th century British table manners, he looked down as he something tugged on his sleeve.
Baihu smiled as he felt Astie's tiny hands grasp on to his sleeve, he felt as if he was now responsible for the well being of this doll. Maybe it would be his gate way to maturity and cure him of his insanity so that he could- who the hell was he kidding? Baihu loved the way he was right now, utterly charming and hilarious. There was no need to change anything about him, a poster he once saw said that he was special and unique and great. Obviously the creator of that poster was smarter than most people.
As the main hall opened up, Astie spotted Berthold and dropped her grasp soon after. Baihu listened to her soft voice as she attempted to introduce herself but sighed as she falttered. Being the older and theortically the more mature and wiser one, he took his turn and imdeiately slung his arm over the Uncorrupted's shoulder and put on his best British accent (which sounded very authentic mind you), "Old Berty, old chap! It has come across my attention that you and me are going on a mission together with this little dollface of a girl! Isn't she cute mate?" Baihu pointed at the little girl who was next to them as he dropped his head close to Berthold's ear as if he was telling him scandolous gossip, "A real creme o' the crop if you ask me mate. And I've seen a lot of creme and a lot of crop old boy."
Baihu laughed as he swung around and went back behind Astie and picked her up as if she was a doll that he planned on giving to the genius. He had a feeling that this mission would be so much fun!~~
Qinglong - Red wine and Turbulence
Qing put down his challis as he heard Cai walk over, turning around, he was greeted by her beautiful figure in a red qipao, "My, my, don't you look gorgeous Miss. Ci?" Qing flashed his swooning smile as he accepted the files from his secretary. He flipped through them revealing recruitment reports, training regimes, investment reports, recommended investments, the latest science and technology and his favorite wine catalogue.
Taking out a few papers and setting them a side on his desk, he handed the folder back to Cai and opened his mouth to compliment her before another servant dashed over, "S-sir! Your s-sister is trying to c-contact you!"
Qing sighed but quickly regained his smile, "Thank you good man, please have everyone leave this part of the plane, I'd like to keep my family matter between my family."
The young man bowed and shuffled everyone out as retractable walls were raised and the video projector came on. A flash of blue later, Xixi appeared on the screen; her blind little eyes closed as usual but you could feel the innocence over flowing from her as she sat in her wheelchair as her own personal servant, Cyakako, fixed the camera angle, "Nii-sama! Are you doing okay? Did you get my present?"
"I'm doing well, thank you." Qing smiled, "And of course I got your gift, it was very pretty."
"Yay! I'm glad nii-sama like the gift, I had Cyakako help me with all the paper cranes."
"I've already given them out along with the Zodiac Humanitarian Aid boxes like you've instructed."
"I'm glad you found the time to, I know your work as an international businessman must keep your time tight."
"No, no, I'd do anything for my dear little sister. Are you doing well?"
"I'm doing fine, I'm having Cyakako look into good places where we can have a new years party nii-sama. Make sure Baihu also comes! You told me last year he'd come but I waited all night and he didn't show up. I don't care if you have to drag him home, just make sure you two come back for new years!"
Qing's smile flattered for a split second, he had never told Xixi what was truly going on in fear of breaking her heart. He didn't want her to end up like Zhue. She didn't know what he and Baihu actually were, instead of a hero going after his blood thirsty, insane brother, he told the young Xixi that he was an philanthropic billionaire who made his fortune in stock markets around the world and Baihu famous magician/comedian in America.
"Don't worry princess, I'll get him home, even if I have to drag him there myself." Qing's voice went ominous at the end but Xixi didn't seem to notice."
"Okay then! I'll make sure to order the duck from one place. What was it called again? Umm... umm..."
"Lao Li Bao's, Xixi. I have to go now, some one else wants to chat with your brother."
"Oh! Sorry nii-sama! Good luck in your work!"
As the projector shut off and the walls sand back down, Qing's expression was solemn at best. He sighed a long breath before calling Cai over again, "Tell IBM I will be ready in about an hour. Also, could you get me the 1912 Henri Hayderne Grand Cru Romannee and a ginger ale?"
As Cai scurried off and the crew returned to their normal Buenos, Qing sank into his soft chair and leaned back, his thoughts on how he'd deal with both his brother and his precious Xixi as the captain's voice came on, "Attention everyone, we seem to be hitting a spot of turbulence, the auto adjustment thrusters should kick in soon but I'd recommend everyone stay in their seat for a short bit as me and my co-pilot get through the first part."
Turbulence indeed, Qing thought as he looked outside and saw tiny blue lights balance the plane, A real storm was brewing and Baihu was right at the center of it.
"Morning Jim! How's the family?" Baihu waved at the metal detector guard as he walked through it, alerting red sirens that the guard promptly shut off and glared at the Clown Prince of Crime. Baihu greeted several other guards in a similar manner as if they were close friends or family which prompted any manner of glares and foul language. With little Astie next to him, he made sure to give a good scolding to those guards who used bad language, saying there were children nearby. As he finished telling off one guard and lecturing him on 19th century British table manners, he looked down as he something tugged on his sleeve.
Baihu smiled as he felt Astie's tiny hands grasp on to his sleeve, he felt as if he was now responsible for the well being of this doll. Maybe it would be his gate way to maturity and cure him of his insanity so that he could- who the hell was he kidding? Baihu loved the way he was right now, utterly charming and hilarious. There was no need to change anything about him, a poster he once saw said that he was special and unique and great. Obviously the creator of that poster was smarter than most people.
As the main hall opened up, Astie spotted Berthold and dropped her grasp soon after. Baihu listened to her soft voice as she attempted to introduce herself but sighed as she falttered. Being the older and theortically the more mature and wiser one, he took his turn and imdeiately slung his arm over the Uncorrupted's shoulder and put on his best British accent (which sounded very authentic mind you), "Old Berty, old chap! It has come across my attention that you and me are going on a mission together with this little dollface of a girl! Isn't she cute mate?" Baihu pointed at the little girl who was next to them as he dropped his head close to Berthold's ear as if he was telling him scandolous gossip, "A real creme o' the crop if you ask me mate. And I've seen a lot of creme and a lot of crop old boy."
Baihu laughed as he swung around and went back behind Astie and picked her up as if she was a doll that he planned on giving to the genius. He had a feeling that this mission would be so much fun!~~
Qinglong - Red wine and Turbulence
Qing put down his challis as he heard Cai walk over, turning around, he was greeted by her beautiful figure in a red qipao, "My, my, don't you look gorgeous Miss. Ci?" Qing flashed his swooning smile as he accepted the files from his secretary. He flipped through them revealing recruitment reports, training regimes, investment reports, recommended investments, the latest science and technology and his favorite wine catalogue.
Taking out a few papers and setting them a side on his desk, he handed the folder back to Cai and opened his mouth to compliment her before another servant dashed over, "S-sir! Your s-sister is trying to c-contact you!"
Qing sighed but quickly regained his smile, "Thank you good man, please have everyone leave this part of the plane, I'd like to keep my family matter between my family."
The young man bowed and shuffled everyone out as retractable walls were raised and the video projector came on. A flash of blue later, Xixi appeared on the screen; her blind little eyes closed as usual but you could feel the innocence over flowing from her as she sat in her wheelchair as her own personal servant, Cyakako, fixed the camera angle, "Nii-sama! Are you doing okay? Did you get my present?"
"I'm doing well, thank you." Qing smiled, "And of course I got your gift, it was very pretty."
"Yay! I'm glad nii-sama like the gift, I had Cyakako help me with all the paper cranes."
"I've already given them out along with the Zodiac Humanitarian Aid boxes like you've instructed."
"I'm glad you found the time to, I know your work as an international businessman must keep your time tight."
"No, no, I'd do anything for my dear little sister. Are you doing well?"
"I'm doing fine, I'm having Cyakako look into good places where we can have a new years party nii-sama. Make sure Baihu also comes! You told me last year he'd come but I waited all night and he didn't show up. I don't care if you have to drag him home, just make sure you two come back for new years!"
Qing's smile flattered for a split second, he had never told Xixi what was truly going on in fear of breaking her heart. He didn't want her to end up like Zhue. She didn't know what he and Baihu actually were, instead of a hero going after his blood thirsty, insane brother, he told the young Xixi that he was an philanthropic billionaire who made his fortune in stock markets around the world and Baihu famous magician/comedian in America.
"Don't worry princess, I'll get him home, even if I have to drag him there myself." Qing's voice went ominous at the end but Xixi didn't seem to notice."
"Okay then! I'll make sure to order the duck from one place. What was it called again? Umm... umm..."
"Lao Li Bao's, Xixi. I have to go now, some one else wants to chat with your brother."
"Oh! Sorry nii-sama! Good luck in your work!"
As the projector shut off and the walls sand back down, Qing's expression was solemn at best. He sighed a long breath before calling Cai over again, "Tell IBM I will be ready in about an hour. Also, could you get me the 1912 Henri Hayderne Grand Cru Romannee and a ginger ale?"
As Cai scurried off and the crew returned to their normal Buenos, Qing sank into his soft chair and leaned back, his thoughts on how he'd deal with both his brother and his precious Xixi as the captain's voice came on, "Attention everyone, we seem to be hitting a spot of turbulence, the auto adjustment thrusters should kick in soon but I'd recommend everyone stay in their seat for a short bit as me and my co-pilot get through the first part."
Turbulence indeed, Qing thought as he looked outside and saw tiny blue lights balance the plane, A real storm was brewing and Baihu was right at the center of it.
Hello ladies and gents, since I'm bored and young and thus consequentially stupid and curioius, I am here to ask a simple (not really) question:
What would you or your characters be like if they were campions or characters in a MOBA like LoL or Smite as in move/skill set wise?
What would you or your characters be like if they were campions or characters in a MOBA like LoL or Smite as in move/skill set wise?
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Of Iron and Coal - An Industrial Revolution Nation Roleplay
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Forum: Nation Interest Checks
Interested, can I have dibs on China or Japan?
Alright, I hath just posted once more with Qinglong also getting an introduction. I'm unsure which character I like more right now, Baihu or his brother, heh.
@RomanAria
Baihu laughed, "Bayakko is my last name love, please call me Baihu. They won't get me out on this knife, not when I've gotten assault rifles and dynamite into here."
NOticing the little girl knee over clutching her head, he popped over and brought and eyeglass from somewhere and began examining her head and face. She was pretty cute, almost like a doll. He poked at her temple and the top of her head with a finger and gave his professional doctor's remarks, "Why don't you want to let your power out? Too dangerous hmm? Can you destroy Mulenburg with it? Can I see it? Pretty please?"
When Astraia proposed a petition to old Doctor Panzer Faust, Baihu brought out an unmarked bottle and put it on the table, "Have this instead. Much more effective than whatever ol' Faust-me-pants can give you. Just don't drink it with alcohol, carbonated liquids and napalm. At least until you know how it affect you, in which case I still advise against drinking napalm. Side effects include: high pressure nose bleeds, cardiac arrests and a sudden boost in intelligence of subjects relating to industrial strength adhesives. Contact a doctor if you experience blurry vision or have an erection lasting more than four hours. In short, its perfectly safe, see, it even has the FDA seal of approval!"
Baihu pointed to a sticker on the bottom of the bottle which looked suspiciously like one of those stickers you'd find on an apple. Casually opening up the blank bottle, he popped one into his mouth like candy and offered it to Astaria, "Take one. Its for your health love."
Qinglong Bayakko, a strapping young man of near infinite talent and potential, was currently somewhere over the Pacific in a private charter plane, enjoying the wealth which his good friend and sponsor had given him. It seemed that his stirring speeches and calls to action against evil and corrupted Stars had found its way to people in high places.
"Sir," a servant approached Qinglong as he took a sip of water melted from the snow in the Alps, contained in a delicate crystal glass, "Do you require anything else?"
"Thank you, but you have already pleased my very well." Qinglong gave his prince charming smile at the man which prompted muttering amongst the female maids also on board the plane, "Although, if its not too much of a bother, can I request an update on my forces?"
The "forces" he was talking about was of course the "Black Orchestra", a large group made of a mix of hired PMCs and die-hard loyal followers of his ideals that dedicate their lives to purging evil and helping the weak and innocent. They were Qinglong's personal army, he knew he'd need one when he set out hunt down Baihu's and his own army of vile scum and dirty criminals.
As the butler walked away to go find a manilla folder of papers, Qinglong looked at a framed picture. Inside its fine golden frame was a picture with cracked glass faithfully protecting it. The picture itself was a simple on, just four kids, two girls, two boys, together posing for a picture in front of the gates to the Forbidden City.
"Xixi, Zhue, I will avenge your loss," Qinglong traced his finger along the cracks in the glass until he reached the bullet hole that cause it spider web of cracks, "Baihu will pay for his crimes."
He pressed against the bullet hole until he bled a tiny bit, his blood flowing right above the one person that was right under the scar, the ten year old Baihu
Baihu laughed, "Bayakko is my last name love, please call me Baihu. They won't get me out on this knife, not when I've gotten assault rifles and dynamite into here."
NOticing the little girl knee over clutching her head, he popped over and brought and eyeglass from somewhere and began examining her head and face. She was pretty cute, almost like a doll. He poked at her temple and the top of her head with a finger and gave his professional doctor's remarks, "Why don't you want to let your power out? Too dangerous hmm? Can you destroy Mulenburg with it? Can I see it? Pretty please?"
When Astraia proposed a petition to old Doctor Panzer Faust, Baihu brought out an unmarked bottle and put it on the table, "Have this instead. Much more effective than whatever ol' Faust-me-pants can give you. Just don't drink it with alcohol, carbonated liquids and napalm. At least until you know how it affect you, in which case I still advise against drinking napalm. Side effects include: high pressure nose bleeds, cardiac arrests and a sudden boost in intelligence of subjects relating to industrial strength adhesives. Contact a doctor if you experience blurry vision or have an erection lasting more than four hours. In short, its perfectly safe, see, it even has the FDA seal of approval!"
Baihu pointed to a sticker on the bottom of the bottle which looked suspiciously like one of those stickers you'd find on an apple. Casually opening up the blank bottle, he popped one into his mouth like candy and offered it to Astaria, "Take one. Its for your health love."
Qinglong Bayakko, a strapping young man of near infinite talent and potential, was currently somewhere over the Pacific in a private charter plane, enjoying the wealth which his good friend and sponsor had given him. It seemed that his stirring speeches and calls to action against evil and corrupted Stars had found its way to people in high places.
"Sir," a servant approached Qinglong as he took a sip of water melted from the snow in the Alps, contained in a delicate crystal glass, "Do you require anything else?"
"Thank you, but you have already pleased my very well." Qinglong gave his prince charming smile at the man which prompted muttering amongst the female maids also on board the plane, "Although, if its not too much of a bother, can I request an update on my forces?"
The "forces" he was talking about was of course the "Black Orchestra", a large group made of a mix of hired PMCs and die-hard loyal followers of his ideals that dedicate their lives to purging evil and helping the weak and innocent. They were Qinglong's personal army, he knew he'd need one when he set out hunt down Baihu's and his own army of vile scum and dirty criminals.
As the butler walked away to go find a manilla folder of papers, Qinglong looked at a framed picture. Inside its fine golden frame was a picture with cracked glass faithfully protecting it. The picture itself was a simple on, just four kids, two girls, two boys, together posing for a picture in front of the gates to the Forbidden City.
"Xixi, Zhue, I will avenge your loss," Qinglong traced his finger along the cracks in the glass until he reached the bullet hole that cause it spider web of cracks, "Baihu will pay for his crimes."
He pressed against the bullet hole until he bled a tiny bit, his blood flowing right above the one person that was right under the scar, the ten year old Baihu
Okay, I have the first villain idea, here it is. Feel free to give me constructive criticisms about him. Like Baihu, he is a fairly interesting character.
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