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9 yrs ago
Current They're marathoning Power Rangers on Twitch. I'm geeking out so hard rn!
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9 yrs ago
So I might be killed by a tornado. It's pretty lit in this basement tho
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9 yrs ago
@The Spectre I fail to see how that is any different. You just described all the things people do with their racist "jokes." Sounds pretty hypocritical to me.
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9 yrs ago
Does the "Grow a thicker skin." thing not apply to talking shit about people voting for a different candidate?
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9 yrs ago
No it wasn't directed at anyone I was speaking genrally.

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I thought of an idea similar to this awhile ago, Celt I panned on having them turn into the Kainu rather than control them. Anyway consider me interested.
Bumping.
I want to do a superpower rp with a plotline similar to the one used in DC Universe Onilne. The basic plotline is that an invading alien species has come to conquer earth. During the fighting, the aliens began to take prisoners from earth, and use them for experiments. These prisoners find themselves altered, now possessing special abilities, and now must use their abilities to escape their imprisonment and fight against the invading threat.

Any ideas, suggestions or questions are welcome.
Don't worry about it. Believe me I know how it gets with Exams.
Right now Abel felt like he was packed in a can of tuna. A can of dead, slimy, rotting tuna. Why did he think of that? Now he felt like throwing up, and their were plenty of reason why that would be very hazardous for his health right now. This was probably some cruel joke the universe was playing on him for having faith in his stupid idea in the first place. To give it credit it worked just like it did in The Walking Dead, but this way way too much for him. The control room was close now, if he and Bub could inch out of the formation carefully, he could finally meet up with someone alive for a change. Gently he pulled the rope and inched to the side of the horde being extra careful not to bump into the any of the zombies real hard. Bub had hit a few as he was pulling him along but the zombies ignored it anyway which made him relieved. Shit he was almost there. A little bit more and he be out of the horde scott free. There was no way this could possibly go wrong. Oh fuck me!

And with that thought he tripped. Right on a stupid puddle of blood. There was some sick irony in this situation; somewhere. As he fell he reached to grab something before he hit the ground and grabbed right on to a zombie's shirt. His disguise was absolutely useless now. Luckily he was close enough to make a break for it now.

"See ya Bub!" He kicked his decoy zombie back into the horde in a lame-ass attempt to slow them down before he started running like a goddamn madman. "Why is my luck so damn bad?!"
Might be interested!
I have a gut feeling that Izzy would just take all the girls from everyone! XD
Abel yanked Bub's rope as they continued along to the control room. Straggling zombies got dangerously close to him, but otherwise they left him alone. The plan was startinmg to backfire in a way he never saw coming. The zombies around him began to flock to him and Bub making their own little horde. The new horde took his camoflauge to a whole new level, but all the dead around him made him incredibly uncomfortable, and one slip up he'd be an easy meal. Being surrounded by walking sacks of rotting flesh was not how he wanted to spend this day. "Zombies fuck everything up." At least he was almost near the control room,
I want Michael on my zombie apocalypse team. He's got medical experience, he's a tactician, and he goes insane at just the right moments to kill zombies.
"Give me a bit, I'm on my way!" With a cringe, Abel pulled up the bloody hood, as the gate went up, and the karaoke machine flashed on and the speaker blasted the most inappropriate song ever. "Oh you're fucking kidding me." Despite the awkwardness the song created the dead had left the gate to go paw at the new noise. Yanking the rope that held his 'friend' Abel crept outside the store, sneaking past the zombies undetected. He kept a slow pace until the store was out of sight and he went in the direction of the control room.

He was pleasantly surprised that his idea had worked. The bloody hoodie, and zombie guard practically blended him in with the zombies. The zombie on the rope, lookeD perfectly normal to the others apparently; not that he was fucking complaining about it. "Buddy, you may be my greatest idea yet. I think I'll call you Bub." He laughed at his joke before continuing to the control room. The situation sounded bad over the phone, but Andy had saved his life when he needed it and he was going to return the favor somehow.
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