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  • Old Guild Username: XkatX
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    1. Derpestein 12 yrs ago

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10 yrs ago
Current I'm gonna be gone for some time. Stuff related to boring real life stuff. I won't be back in like. A week. Feel free to kill off any of my characters.
10 yrs ago
"You have no friends." NO NEED TO REMIND ME, GUILD! >:C
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10 yrs ago
Damnit, Witch. Right in muh feelings ;(
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10 yrs ago
What is love
10 yrs ago
@Zorogami I know that feel :(
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Bio

Sometimes I pretend to be an airplane, because it discourages tripping and other clumsy acts, because any mistake I make is the death of innocent men, women and children.


...I swear I'm sane.

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Kyle had been sat in his confinement unit, barely listening to the Announcer. So this was how he was going to go. Either death from the other 'contestants' or death by firing squad. He would prefer the former. Atleast he wouldn't be killed by the goddamn cops, which he oh so dearly wanted to avoid.

The only things the announcer said that Kyle had payed attention to was the other contestants.
'Wilson. Goddamn, Wilson. He was going to be a shitton of trouble. Taller and stronger...Fuck.
Grace. Serial killer. Mysterious. Sorry, girlie, this isn't the streets where you can just poison the water or use the string to suffocate. This is true combat. True combat that I have seen and survived many times.
Jarred was an even match for me, it looked like. Nothing more to say.
Aiden. a businessman in the world of warriors. Heh.
And...The Italian guy. Couldn't pronounce his name if I wanted to.
Oh right. Sophia. A fucking highschooler. Seriously?'

As he was wheeled to the common area, he zoned out for a bit.

Then Wilson spoke in his rough accent, something that Kyle didn't give a damn about. "Yeah yeah...Shut your face, you ass."

"Jesus ain't listenin'," he heard from Grace.
"don't worry, I don't snuff easily."
He scoffed.
"This isn't a serial killers' world. You don't have time to plan everything, missy..." He muttered, loud enough to be heard.
The town was very lively at the time of their arrival. Merchants were selling objects, bistros were cooking food, hunters walking around, citizens minding their own business. Of course, there was a guild building nearby to get quests.

"Personally, I'd prefer to get to the guild house and get a mission. But if you guys want to do something else..."
It's always Kyler not Kyle ;-;
HollywoodMole said
Like always, it depends on situations. Skipping school is something that isn't bad, like, people skip school and stuff like that all the time. However, unless you're job isn't letting you take a break or something, skipping work is stupid as hell.


May I just take a moment to say I love your signature? Okay, my irrelevant post of the day quota is full now.
Weapon pic is fine.

So we have a sword user, a long sword/katana user, an insect glaive user, a dual blade user and a sword and shield/longsword/charge axe/tonfa user. I'll just refer to her as a tonfa user unless told otherwise >.<
Leads to an error page for me. :|
Anyways, waiting for everyone to post.
A cool breeze swept over the village of Barubare as a large, brown caravan came to a stop near the entrance of the village. A man got out of the front of the caravan, his hair almost white and his eyes purple. Underneath his head, however, was a lot of blue, silver and orange armor, crafted from a Lagiacrus, a humongous blue sea monster that could harness the power of lightning at will. On his back were a matching pair of short, curved swords, also crafted from a monster, called a Gigginox. A monster with two heads who could spit poison.

He held his helmet in his hands, and turned around to see the caravan. "We're here, everyone!" he said to his fellow hunters.
BK, your armor link is broken.
Should I start up IC?
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