Silver Fox said
Eeeeeevvvveeer
I'm not allowed outside anymore.
Court order...
Coincidentally, I am also not allowed within 70ft of ANY of the British royal family.
What a fun weekend that was....
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I'm not allowed outside anymore.
Court order...
Coincidentally, I am also not allowed within 70ft of ANY of the British royal family.
What a fun weekend that was....
Metronome said
Guess who's home bitches
Me?
I never leave...
So.
If it's cool can I make like...a couple villains?
I would really only play them if I really end up liking the, someone else has a nearby villain, or we need something to be stirred up.
They could be major or minor depending on how many things are going on in their respective cities...just an idea.
If it's cool can I make like...a couple villains?
I would really only play them if I really end up liking the, someone else has a nearby villain, or we need something to be stirred up.
They could be major or minor depending on how many things are going on in their respective cities...just an idea.
So...My guy accepted?
Spawnling said
Where are Sel and Angel in relation to Hunter? *trying to get an idea of where everyone is so he doesn't magically teleport someone into a room*
UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Not sure...
A?
Full Name: Adrian C. Marks
Age: 18
Alias: PaintBomb
Appearance: Adrian is a relatively lanky boy. He is of small height but is pretty thin, his appendages are long looking and make him seem taller than he actually is. He has shaggy black hair and big round eyes of light blue. His nose is a little upturned and his face is heart shaped, giving him a youthful look. His complexion is pale and thus he burns easily in the sun. His brows are thin lines and he has his ears pierced. For reference we can say he is roughly 5'9.
Alias Appearance: Adrian unlike most people doesn't go to great expensive lengths to change how he looks when being a vigilante. Mostly he changes small things for a bigger overall effect. When he is PaintBomb and not Adrian, he actually puts uses his pierced ears, he puts in red contact lenses, wears a wig of long white hair (clips and ties to real hair as to not move and fall off.) and he wears a bandanna around his face. His clothes unlike his usual somewhat preppy style is loose baggy scater clothes. A black shirt with heavy cargo pants a size or two too big with a lot of belts. Rollerblade adorn his feet and long finger-less gloves of black/white stripes cover his hand to his elbow. He has climbing gear along with a grappling hook on his person at all times. He also has a decent sized traveling backpack on his...well, back.
Alignment: Chaotic good, leaning to lawful good.
Personality: Adrian uses his alternate self to let loose. When he is Adrian, he is quiet and a good listener, being somewhat secluded from most people. He is an a academic person and takes most things seriously with little room for if and or buts. When he is PaintBomb he let's his "real" self out. A loud and excitable soul that loves to do things on impulse, and often doesn't take things seriously.
How you got your super Powers: Maybe he's born with it, maybe it's Maybelline.
Super Powers: The ability to recognize and comprehend things at high speeds, and the ability to cause paint to explode.
Weakness: Adrian's powers don't work as well in sunlight, they function, though not as strongly. Too much information at once overloads his brain, and he must take a break after that happens. Not a weakness, but a stipulation, Adrian must be within eyesight of paint to cause it to...activate. Adrian cannot swim. He is just a frail kid, so must rely on his speed and wits to not get the sh*t beaten out of him.
Character Flaws: Can be a bit naive. Impulsive. Doesn't do as well as some in social situations.
Weapons: Spray paint (one at each hip) Grappling hook (right hip) His mobility/flexibility. Water-bottles filled with paint (usually has 3-4 in his bag)
Home City: Daughten
Stance on Crime: Get em to the cops and let them deal with it.
Yaaaaay the chump of the party.
Age: 18
Alias: PaintBomb
Appearance: Adrian is a relatively lanky boy. He is of small height but is pretty thin, his appendages are long looking and make him seem taller than he actually is. He has shaggy black hair and big round eyes of light blue. His nose is a little upturned and his face is heart shaped, giving him a youthful look. His complexion is pale and thus he burns easily in the sun. His brows are thin lines and he has his ears pierced. For reference we can say he is roughly 5'9.
Alias Appearance: Adrian unlike most people doesn't go to great expensive lengths to change how he looks when being a vigilante. Mostly he changes small things for a bigger overall effect. When he is PaintBomb and not Adrian, he actually puts uses his pierced ears, he puts in red contact lenses, wears a wig of long white hair (clips and ties to real hair as to not move and fall off.) and he wears a bandanna around his face. His clothes unlike his usual somewhat preppy style is loose baggy scater clothes. A black shirt with heavy cargo pants a size or two too big with a lot of belts. Rollerblade adorn his feet and long finger-less gloves of black/white stripes cover his hand to his elbow. He has climbing gear along with a grappling hook on his person at all times. He also has a decent sized traveling backpack on his...well, back.
Alignment: Chaotic good, leaning to lawful good.
Personality: Adrian uses his alternate self to let loose. When he is Adrian, he is quiet and a good listener, being somewhat secluded from most people. He is an a academic person and takes most things seriously with little room for if and or buts. When he is PaintBomb he let's his "real" self out. A loud and excitable soul that loves to do things on impulse, and often doesn't take things seriously.
How you got your super Powers: Maybe he's born with it, maybe it's Maybelline.
Super Powers: The ability to recognize and comprehend things at high speeds, and the ability to cause paint to explode.
Weakness: Adrian's powers don't work as well in sunlight, they function, though not as strongly. Too much information at once overloads his brain, and he must take a break after that happens. Not a weakness, but a stipulation, Adrian must be within eyesight of paint to cause it to...activate. Adrian cannot swim. He is just a frail kid, so must rely on his speed and wits to not get the sh*t beaten out of him.
Character Flaws: Can be a bit naive. Impulsive. Doesn't do as well as some in social situations.
Weapons: Spray paint (one at each hip) Grappling hook (right hip) His mobility/flexibility. Water-bottles filled with paint (usually has 3-4 in his bag)
Home City: Daughten
Stance on Crime: Get em to the cops and let them deal with it.
Yaaaaay the chump of the party.
Liriia said
Three people, Jace, Max, and Ase I believe, plus Eika whos gonna do something, I'm not entirely sure. Max is just kinda hanging out rn till Pixel posts and Jace has a shield up. Ase is questioning.
Max isn't down to clown with this mask dude.
Maxamillion "Hulk" Lovecannon
Maxamillion was refused any action when he felt a small tug on is shirt. He turned to see the short figure from the couch coming around to his side. He looked down at her with some confusion. He didn't weigh in on the conversation once she began speaking, she seemed like the type to not enjoy interruptions, and Max was the type to not deal with those people.
He listened with a slightly furrowed brow to the masked demon. His questions being somewhat answered in a different form. Probably an apt name.. Max fixed his long necklace to be strapped around his arm. He didn't trust this demon, not even a little, but making it look like he did seemed like a good enough plan or now. He crossed his arms and looked down to the little white haired chick
. "So..." He decided to finally break in. "Where are we going then?" He wanted to be a little less unsure abut this creature before he decided to leave nothing but air between him and it.
He tried to read into the mask again, looking over the figure to try and find some hint of personality, some sense of how they felt or were poised. They were covered up pretty well, which didn't make Max trust him any more. Why would they send a demon instead of a teacher or someone we actually know? "I don't exactly ant to pick up and leave, we don't know if anyone else is still here for sure..." He leaned over to look past the masked figure. "Also why are you alone? Wouldn't it be safer to travel with a bunch of other hunters, we were just assaulted by an army after all..." His cold eyes set back on the mask. He wanted to drill out whatever was hidden behind it, be it secrets or enemies.
Sel'ar M. Eindz
Sel'ar didn't know how to handle compliments too well, when Angel had called her "cool" she had been ore confused than happy. This followed by a light punch and a sudden jerking backwards Sel'ar was all but flabbergasted.
"The gate?" She asked lightly, so lightly it was probably inaudible. She wasn't really ready for more action...Not the was ever really ready for it. Her partner came to her side and assured her of the new arrival, which made Sel's hands clench up a bit. She was scanning the scene a the school entrance with her light eyes. Wondering who was there, and how much damage would come to either side when things got bad...
She looked over to her partner, to try and see what he had to say on the matter, but instead she saw him curled down, a small ball of human feelings and uncertainty. Without making a sound it was hard to tell what he was doing, but his light movements made it clear...
"Uhm..." Another soundless noise. She wasn't so sure what to do. Raising a shaky hand to try and pat her partner on the back she was taken away from that by said partner jerked back up, his usual poison back in his eyes.
"Uh...Sh-should be fine. Unless it was broken it will probably have healed for the most part...but, b-be careful either way...please." She didn't feel too confident in her own abilites at most times, but if she was helping someone she learned she had to be. So, she was sure he should be fine...
Should be.
Probably okay.
It's likely...
Maybe.
Maxamillion was refused any action when he felt a small tug on is shirt. He turned to see the short figure from the couch coming around to his side. He looked down at her with some confusion. He didn't weigh in on the conversation once she began speaking, she seemed like the type to not enjoy interruptions, and Max was the type to not deal with those people.
He listened with a slightly furrowed brow to the masked demon. His questions being somewhat answered in a different form. Probably an apt name.. Max fixed his long necklace to be strapped around his arm. He didn't trust this demon, not even a little, but making it look like he did seemed like a good enough plan or now. He crossed his arms and looked down to the little white haired chick
. "So..." He decided to finally break in. "Where are we going then?" He wanted to be a little less unsure abut this creature before he decided to leave nothing but air between him and it.
He tried to read into the mask again, looking over the figure to try and find some hint of personality, some sense of how they felt or were poised. They were covered up pretty well, which didn't make Max trust him any more. Why would they send a demon instead of a teacher or someone we actually know? "I don't exactly ant to pick up and leave, we don't know if anyone else is still here for sure..." He leaned over to look past the masked figure. "Also why are you alone? Wouldn't it be safer to travel with a bunch of other hunters, we were just assaulted by an army after all..." His cold eyes set back on the mask. He wanted to drill out whatever was hidden behind it, be it secrets or enemies.
Sel'ar M. Eindz
Sel'ar didn't know how to handle compliments too well, when Angel had called her "cool" she had been ore confused than happy. This followed by a light punch and a sudden jerking backwards Sel'ar was all but flabbergasted.
"The gate?" She asked lightly, so lightly it was probably inaudible. She wasn't really ready for more action...Not the was ever really ready for it. Her partner came to her side and assured her of the new arrival, which made Sel's hands clench up a bit. She was scanning the scene a the school entrance with her light eyes. Wondering who was there, and how much damage would come to either side when things got bad...
She looked over to her partner, to try and see what he had to say on the matter, but instead she saw him curled down, a small ball of human feelings and uncertainty. Without making a sound it was hard to tell what he was doing, but his light movements made it clear...
"Uhm..." Another soundless noise. She wasn't so sure what to do. Raising a shaky hand to try and pat her partner on the back she was taken away from that by said partner jerked back up, his usual poison back in his eyes.
"Uh...Sh-should be fine. Unless it was broken it will probably have healed for the most part...but, b-be careful either way...please." She didn't feel too confident in her own abilites at most times, but if she was helping someone she learned she had to be. So, she was sure he should be fine...
Should be.
Probably okay.
It's likely...
Maybe.
Slypheed said
(Also, why the RP not moving? It's not my fault this time ._.)
Is it mine again?
OOhh.
Has your webcomic started?
Iv'e been toiling of making my own.
PM a link or something if yours is up.
Has your webcomic started?
Iv'e been toiling of making my own.
PM a link or something if yours is up.
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